When I woke up, the bedding next to me had been cold for a long time.
It rained at night, and the guests said they wanted to drink hot wine and enjoy the night rain and cherry blossoms, so they didn't ask the children to close the windows. The tatami next to the bed became quite wet. The chill of early spring rushed into the house along with the rain. The moisture was like a neck-deep tide, making people feel chilly all over.
It was not yet dawn, so the children had probably just gone to bed, so it was not good to ask them to get up and clean up. I put on some clothes, sat on the edge of the water-logged tatami, and used my fingers to fiddle with the cherry blossoms that had fallen off the branches and died in the water after not long blooming.
Once upon a time, I ran in the palace and laughed at the cherry blossoms blooming all over the place, the beauty of spring.
It's just an afterimage of the previous life.
The cherry blossoms under the candlelight are like the remaining fire that burned all over the palace that day, but this one was blown up by the wind but accidentally fell into the water, and was extinguished before it ignited into a ball of fireworks...
The new-deal prince x the former prince bent on restoration (male sacrifice)
Imaginary Japanese history
Character death warning
Non-double knot warning
Philosophy: The government is overthrown and changed, old grudges and new hatreds are intertwined. What will happen after the former monarch and the current prince meet by chance?