When I was thirteen years old, I failed to fulfill my wish and took the place of my deceased sister and married the prince as his concubine. The childhood sweetheart was invincible and was driven to the frontier by the late emperor to defend the city for the new emperor.
Later, I became a queen. Riri watched with great interest the flowers blooming around the king, and even wished these flowers would give birth to florets soon.
I thought that I would never enter Fengyue Pass again in this life, but I still went to the red gate of the world of mortals.
(A brainless and pretentious short article!)
Intention: Promise is too fragile. Since you can't hold the pillar at the end of your life, then let it prosper and fail as fate will.
