Plum Blossom

[There are many versions of the cause of Emperor Tongzhi's death in history. Based on the historical data available to him, the author is inclined to believe that Emperor Tongzhi died of the disease. This article is a biography of Queen Arut, hoping to write about the cruel reality the queen experienced without avoiding her pain. If you can't accept this setting, don't click on it and don't leave a message to tell me what you think. ---Copywriting update on 2023.12.19--- When I wrote the chapter "Phoenix Falls", I felt that Queen Arute was really aggrieved and pitiful, so I made a temporary decision to let her live again. What was originally a short story may become a little longer. ---Original copy--- Emperor Tongzhi x Queen Alute Short story. The sugar is very sweet and the knife is very cruel. The supreme love is enough to weave an enviable dream, but the purpose of this article is not to create a deceptive and beautiful fantasy, but to try to lift the gorgeous robe and reveal the real situation of women in the feudal court. From the writing point of view, I am confident that this will be a beautiful story. To make a sad elegy, In memory of a woman with both talent and beauty, She was sent to the palace by her mother's family, and her life was ruined in her youth; It tells the story of a young man and woman who fell in love and couldn't stay together; Write a tomb of the living dead in the twilight of empire. A man loves a woman, and a woman loves a man. Common things in the world cannot be tolerated here. Arut Yunshan likes living things, including flowers, plants, birds, animals, insects, and fish. This palace... Yunshan often feels that it is a mass grave. There are dead people hanging around under the shadow of the sun. Some are the souls left by the ancestors, and some are young and look alive, but they are like walking corpses. Only Zai Chun has a heart, his heart is beating, and blood is flowing inside. He is the only living thing in the palace, like a little beast, a lively little beast. Love and hate are both alive and real. It's a pity that in this tomb of the living dead with yellow tiles and red walls, even if a living creature occasionally strays into it, how long can it survive? Intention: To write a tomb of the living dead in the twilight of the empire.