The heroine is Iljimae, she exists and does not exist.
The entanglement between the emperor and her was all imagined by the emperor alone.
Yes, the emperor suffered from paranoia, and Ah Fu witnessed the emperor's illness becoming more and more serious, and he missed the existing "Mei Fei" more and more.
Even though Ah Fu answered the emperor again and again, "There is no such person as Concubine Mei in the palace." But the emperor always responded silently.
Gradually, the snow became heavier again, and the disease swallowed him up. He still couldn't survive this midwinter. Winter without her was so lonely.
In fact, from the day he knew he was about to die, he knew that there was no Concubine Mei or Zhou Shumei in the world.
He knew from the beginning that that figure would only appear when he was alone, and the palace people would not acknowledge her existence. It's just that he deceives himself again and again.
He should have suspected it a long time ago. Someone gave him a dream and wanted him to know that it was a dream. He fell into it, but he was willing to believe that she existed.
However, he was unwilling to accept that all this was a mirror image, and their love was just the result of his imagination.
When he was dying, he still held the red plum in his arms. Although it had withered, it still had a lingering fragrance.
The dark red one looked more like the cinnabar mole on his heart, which tortured him for half his life, but he was happy with it.
The author has something to say: The inspiration for the creation came from a song, which was a bit sad, so I thought of such a story, such a short story that happened in winter.
Intention: Belief is existence, existence is truth