The emperor's concubine Bai Yueguang died, but the cinnabar mole in the queen's heart was still alive.
Empress Wu Jingshu and Emperor Song Huaizhu were childhood sweethearts, but they couldn't stand up to a sudden attack from the sky.
The heartbroken Wu Jingshu returned to her hometown Jiangling and met Ye Zhiyuan, the cinnabar mole in her life.
A marriage certificate between her and Ye Zhiyuan was no match for an imperial edict.
Queen Wu Jingshu and Emperor Song Huaizhu
"You still hate me?"
I pushed him away violently.
"I hate that a marriage certificate cannot be worth an imperial edict. I hate that you and I have known each other since childhood, but we can't recognize each other clearly. I hate that I have no hope of asking for anything, and that I harm others and myself."
As I said that, the corners of my eyes were moist.
Fourteen-year-old Wu Jingshu and sixteen-year-old Ye Zhiyuan
I saw the tips of his ears turn red, and heard my own heartbeat thundering.
After a moment, he turned his head and covered his face, and said softly: "Don't look at me yet."
I came to my senses and stood up immediately, seeing him burying his face in his arms.
When he returned to normal, I asked worriedly: "What's wrong with you?"
He pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm worried that I will be too happy and scare you."
Intention: growth