Sheng Changning, the youngest legitimate son of the Right Chancellor's household, was a spirited young man. Dressed in red, he was the most striking figure in the capital. Anyone who saw the young master Sheng couldn't help marveling at his handsome, dashing appearance.
Sadly, he had a congenital heart condition and couldn't run around freely. His illness did nothing to diminish his charm, but it was a shame no one would ever see him riding hard through the streets in his fine clothes, whip in hand.
What a shame. What a shame.
Honestly, Sheng Changning didn't think there was anything to lament.
Though he had a congenital heart condition, all kinds of medicine and nourishing tonics had long since become part of everyday life. He couldn't run too hard, get too emotional, or...
There were too many things he wasn't allowed to do to count. But Sheng Changning thought of his high-ranking, devoted father, his gentle and generous mother, his older brother who loved to bicker with him but doted on his youngest brother, and... the Crown Prince, his companion since childhood.
Oh, no.
His Crown Prince had grown up. Now he was the Emperor.
The young dragon shed his scales, and the Emperor was born.
This should be cause for celebration, so why are you crying, my Emperor?
In the sixth year of Shengyuan, Empress Yongning Sheng Changning died at the age of twenty-three.
"Everyone in Great Yan believes in ghosts and gods. Countless people refuse to be reborn after death and choose to remain in the world as ghosts."
"You said death separates us into two worlds, and wished me freedom and happiness, and a lively heart, in my next life."
"But, Your Majesty, the road to the underworld is so cold. Let me be selfish one more time."
I know the living and the dead must part, but I still want to stay by your side.
One day, I will break through the boundary between yin and yang, escape the emptiness of my soul, and truly stand before you.
Red as flame, full of spirit.
Just like back then.
Theme: Love transcends life and death
