"I'm not a saint with a high level of thought who can forget about feelings." Xiao Linyuan clenched his fists, "An Ning, since I met you, I have truly learned what it's like to care about someone. I used to hear people say the word "love", and my intuition was illusory, but now I know that he is real, and he makes people suffer so much."
Su Anning lowered her eyes, her eyes filled with tears. How could she not understand Xiao Linyuan's thoughts? It would be okay for others, but he is the prince, the one who will bear the responsibility of thousands of miles of country in the future.
The prince's "love" is too heavy, like a huge stone weighing on her shoulders. How can she bear it with a body that has been worn down in the palace until she is only half alive?
Purpose: self-improvement and growth