"I love the Fourth Prince. I won him the position of heir apparent. I thought I could finally marry him."
"But he despised me for being a demon."
"In the end, he held my dead body and begged me not to leave."
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Good fortune brightens the spirit, and the moon shines especially bright at Mid-Autumn. Wishing you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
/This short story is a Mid-Autumn gift from Yu Xinghuo, written for you back when she was a student./
Written during my student days, this is one episode excerpted from a longer work. The values are a little immature, so please go easy on it.
Theme: A mother's love
