The footsteps became louder and louder. The first thing I saw was Chang Xi, and behind Chang Xi was... It seemed to be the Ninth Prince.
No, no, where did the Ninth Prince of Mu Kingdom come from?
The eunuchs and maids outside the palace gate came in with buckets of water to put out the fire.
Chang Xi and I were separated by a sea of fire, and there were tears in her eyes. I pushed Zian into the blazing fire.
The fire in the area closest to the palace entrance has been extinguished and is clean.
I looked at Chang Xi one last time, with reluctance. The people behind Chang Xi rushed over, and I turned around and went into the fire.
Just one step away.
This spring, the pear blossoms faded, the snow stopped, everything revived, and some people slept forever.
"The direct wife of Emperor Zhang Jing of the Mu Kingdom, Jiang Cong"
Queen Heyi Yunshi passed away
The third day of February in the eighth year of Xuande's reign"
(Completed, will be refined
It's quite sweet, I think. Anyway, I was quite happy writing it.
Concept: Life is not perfect