As the daughter of the royal family.
I will always yearn for the distance outside the Zhuqiang.
Inside the red wall, it is oppressive and surrounded by enemies on all sides. Like a boundless cage, Wang Qiaoxi could never stand the discipline and restraint of learning rules and observing etiquette. Thanks to his eloquent mouth, he was very popular with his father.
Of course, there were many things that her father didn't know.
Since she was eight years old, she has secretly stepped out of the palace nearly a hundred times under the cover of her maid and her mother-in-law. After several attempts, she also understood that most of the guards were stupid and could avoid disaster with a little trick. Later, she was too lazy to hide, so she learned the art of climbing over walls and walked in and out at will.
Perhaps she followed her mother's charlatanism, and she never got along with the sisters who caught butterflies in the palace. While her sisters dreamed of marrying a husband as they wished, Wang Qiaoxi dreamed of making easy money to help the poor on the streets and fill her own belly; while her sisters recited ancient poems, Wang Qiaoxi considered the possibility of flying over eaves and walls, dreaming of seeing all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.
The long streets and alleys are so beautiful.
It is much more beautiful than the jade carvings in the palace.
She meets a boy unexpectedly. From then on, she was no longer alone on the street, and there was a boy accompanying her. They wandered around the bun shop next to the flowing water bridge, and wrote countless poems on the sand using branches as pens. They also planted a tree next to Zuixin Tower. Every year the tree grew several feet taller, and the princess became closer to her intimate playmate.
Too bad she couldn't describe her home to him.
Even a little bit. Due to his special status, she was afraid that he would be wary.
And the older she gets, the harder it is to hide her.
Perhaps from the beginning, it was destined that two people could only have one ending.
But who will rewrite the laws of this generation?
——Only themselves.
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