(It's been too long since I wrote the original blurb, and I honestly can't think of anything. Sorry.)
In the sixth year of Jingyuan, the Empress passed away.
Just a moment earlier, Changle had been wearing her school uniform, sitting in a wheelchair and watching her classmates run around freely with envy.
The next moment, she inexplicably found herself lying in a coffin.
All around her were countless fake sobs.
She thought she must be dreaming.
If only she hadn't seen the emperor in his dark ceremonial robes.
[The first wife is a wonderful person, and so is Wei Xun. The female lead is a sweetheart, too.]
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Theme: Flowers will bloom when the time is right.
