Jiang Fu is a liar.
She kept saying that she loved Zhuma boy to death, and then turned around and married Zhuma's father.
A red-topped sedan chair, draped in night light, was sent behind the palace gate.
The bamboo horse boy wanted to break into the palace, but was stopped by the guards. He dug his hands into the door frame, and his nails cracked and blood spread.
After that night, the boy disappeared.
Some people say that he displeased the emperor and was demoted.
However, when Jiang Fu dreamed back at midnight, she could always recall the dark and crazy look in the young man's eyes that night when he entered the palace.
*
The emperor was seriously ill and ordered the young man to return to Beijing.
Soon, the young man was established as the prince.
She no longer saw the high-spirited young man before her eyes, but the prince who was feared and respected by others.
However, when he occasionally saw her, he always called her "Mother" in a casual tone.
There was no trace of respect, and his eyes were filled with disgust.
*
The emperor passed away, and the whole country mourned.
The concubines who had no heirs were buried.
No matter how beautiful it was before, it will now become a burial object.
Jiang Fu is one of them.
However, Jiang Fu didn't want to die.
Wearing plain clothes and carrying a carefully prepared food box, she knocked on the door of the East Palace.
A man's love surges, and so does his hate.
One night, the wind and rain continued.
Jiang Fu's clear eyes were filled with charm: "Your Highness, have you calmed down?"
The man's face suddenly darkened, his thin lips pressed against her ear, and his voice was hoarse: "Afu, is this enough?"
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Motto: There are always more methods than difficulties