Phoenix Fluttering

A Wu closed his eyes lightly, raised his chin slightly, raised it, and raised it again. The eyebrows are stained by the sunlight falling on the high platform. "Princess Lehua, Jinghua lasts for thousands of years, and her music lasts for thousands of years." She opened her eyes like stars and autumn water, looked at the people kneeling and prostrating under the high platform, and broke into a gorgeous smile. She is a born princess. The corners of the young man's cold mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at her with eyes as dark as night flowers. … People only see her glory, but they don't imagine how she lived before, how she hid in the dark night of the palace, how she grew up trapped in a corner of the wooden cabinet... She is a closet princess, and her growth is a result of being squeezed out of the cracks. But no matter what, she has transformed successfully after all. She is the only princess of Daihe Kingdom and the only royal descendant of Emperor Chengzhi. … The life is prosperous and comfortable, and the only thing that needs to be done is to think about dealing with those women who have oppressed too much in the past. However, when one day, the person she admired overthrew her comfort, and the person she loved looked at her with cold eyes and bullied her, she realized that her beautiful years had numbed her ears and eyes, and her father's favor had dulled her sensitivity. … As dynasties change, all she can do is stand on the high wall and offer her remaining condolences with her own body. … When she opened her eyes again, she was still a princess, but this princess no longer had the luxury brought by uniqueness, no longer had the dynasty she belonged to, and no longer had the people she loved. Even the position of a princess that everyone despises and ignores was obtained at the price of her parents' blood. Such a price cannot allow her to trample and abandon her easily. She closed her eyes, and then closed her eyes again. What I want, I will get it back one day.