Everlasting Light

"It is said that the eternal lantern is a dream that lasts a thousand years. It will never be extinguished and will accompany the imperial mausoleum for thousands of years." Stubborn, ruthless, yandere young emperor x squeamish, cute, educated and sensible young lady ·His cold fingertips touched the soft side of her face, like a poisonous snake, spitting out snake letters and approaching her: "I hate you, so I am destined to trap you in this deep palace surrounded by all sides." ·Forgetting everything, he seemed to only remember the little lady who smiled at him from outside the beaded curtain of the carriage. He was still the young man with a clear breeze and the moon that day, and she was still the clear and clean daughter in the boudoir. That day, for the first time, he wanted to touch the fragile world of fireworks and red dust. ·Be his everlasting beacon, be his bird in the cage, and be his only lover in all his life. "Don't let me be the ever-burning lamp in the tomb, okay, Your Majesty?" She acted coquettishly beside him. He looked into her eyes and slowly said one word: "Okay." Then he paused again: "I don't want you to guard Gu's mausoleum. How about I want A Yin to guard this country for Gu?" "A country without His Majesty is still a country?" He laughed: "Ayin is smart." She said calmly: "His Majesty said before he married me that he wanted me to be an everlasting lamp and to guard His Majesty for thousands of years. How come it doesn't count?" "Isn't Ayin afraid of the dark? Gu's mausoleum is too dark. If Gu is gone, no one will light the lamp for you." He entangled her hair and stroked her ears with his calloused hands. He kissed her, without desire or revenge, gently and slowly, reluctant to leave. This was the last kiss. She never saw the young emperor who loved her, hated her and doted on her again. ·First, I wish that the world will always have bright light, secondly, I wish that the people will always have bright light, and thirdly, I wish that the love of this life will always have bright light. ·Perhaps his deep affection has earned her some pity. She has not forgotten him yet, and she can still call him "my majesty." ·Young beauty is on the fingertips, and willow branches are easily broken. Beautiful women are like fireworks in the world. They are elusive and beyond reach, and they are like crazy to think about. The years have accumulated, the snow has fallen silently, the old friend is on the cliff of the heavy ridge, too high to be reached, and I think about it like crazy. [The final ending is HE, but there will be abuse in the middle. It is not a pure cookie, but the sweet part is mostly sweet, so I added a sweet text label] [Novice writers, please give me some advice and try to update more during the holidays haha] [I can't guarantee that everyone will like it, but I will try my best to do my best. I can give my opinions tactfully. If you don't like it, you don't have to read it. Your words can affect more than just the mood of others. Finally, I hope you all will enjoy reading the article and commenting, and watch me make little progress! Concept: Paranoid love is also love. It is better for an emperor to be ruthless than to be affectionate.