Feng Is Not Calm

"In the forty-third year of Yin's reign, in winter, on November 28, Emperor Jing held a banquet for envoys from various countries in the Qionghua Palace to celebrate his birthday." - "Post-Biography". It snowed lightly that day and the red plum blossoms were in full bloom. She stood with her back on the high pavilion, and when she turned around, a smile appeared on her face, melting the snow and carving the scenery. He held an umbrella and climbed up the stairs, with light snow falling in his hair. Even though the love was not deep at the time, they were destined to be entangled. ——Rong Yue, we are already in front of the beacon fire and behind the smoke of gunpowder. ——I will protect you. Troubled times have arisen, with wars and smoke, intrigues and intrigues, and the curtains are calm. Bones are buried in yellow sand, and horses are killed on the altar. The war drums stopped. Spring arrives. The man said calmly ——Gu Yun, you have already done it. ——Rong Yue, you did guarantee that my Western Dynasty would be safe for a hundred years, but you allowed me more than just this. I clearly remember that the spring was warm and the peach blossoms replaced the red plums. Let me ask you. When the mountains and rivers are in good condition, you are still willing to accompany me to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this good time. You said, how could you not want to. Rong Yue, is this what you promised me? ………… ——Your Majesty, why? ——I don't want her to feel wronged.