She had planned to leave the palace without a hitch, but one sneeze turned her into the Fourth Prince’s concubine.
On her wedding night, she learned what pain was, and from then on she hid in a corner, living quietly for five years.
But an illness brought them to know and love each other. Sadly, their difference in status always left them with regrets.
Yinzhen, go on ahead. You won’t be tired anymore over there. I only ask that you wait for me. On the Bridge of Helplessness, we’ll drink Meng Po’s Soup together, forget all the pain in our next lives, and begin again.
He and she were nothing more than lovesick souls in this mortal world.
I meant to make Yongzheng more coldhearted, but in the end, I was the one who lost my heart.
This is a short story, so it won’t be long.
Also, I may revise this story from time to time, but the content won’t change. So if you’ve already read it, there’s no need to follow it again just because you see this notice about revisions.
Theme:
The writing is as light as a chrysanthemum, and all the emotions are expressed in a faint loneliness. It makes people cry. I like Sisi like this, it's written very realistically. I also like this kind of heroine, who has no soul-stirring beauty or full of talent, but only has a normal heart that hopes to share the joys and sorrows with her lover.
"I think he looks like Chinese ink paintings, freehand and ethereal." It's the first time I've seen someone describe Si Si like this. It's interesting!
I strongly request the author to write a long article and a complete story to commemorate the Fourth Master in our hearts with our purest feelings.
The mortal fool. It wasn't until the end that I realized that my face was full of tears. The greatest sorrow in the world is that when the world is stable and the years are quiet, the person in my heart is not around. Even if you are covered in gold and silver, rich and peaceful, what's the point.
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Don't tell me, it's over in chapter ten!!!