[Empresses in the Palace: Niao Huan] I Thought It Was Nothing Special Back Then

"Who thinks of me, alone in the autumn wind? Yellow leaves rustle, shutting the sparse windows. I stand in the setting sun, lost in thoughts of the past. Wine keeps me from being startled out of my deep spring slumber; a book wager ends with the fragrance of tea splashed across the table. Back then, I thought it was all so ordinary... Back then, I thought it was all so ordinary."

A derivative work of Empresses in the Palace: Niao Huan

(An An Lingrong character study)

Theme: Niao Huan's tragic romance