There is a royal concubine named Helan's Pearl. She has been a young lady in the boudoir since she was a child, and has no worries about food and clothing. I thought I was the proud son of heaven, but my father sent me to the palace for promotion.
The dawn is bright, the sky is high and the clouds are pale. The cold wind howls and the wild geese fly south. The red maple is still red after falling, and the blue sky is as clear as a wash. I am already disheartened.
The city of Chang'an was prosperous, and singing and dancing began in Weiyang Palace. All the sisters were playing, but I was the only one missing.
He lowered his eyes and sighed secretly, feeling only melancholy in his heart, hoping that he would have a stable life to protect himself and his family. It's time to sigh and say that the grudges are right and wrong. The day when the grudges entered the palace, the feelings were already moved.
I already have a loved one in my heart, but all my eyes are just passers-by. I can't help but think of "As soon as you enter the Hou family, it is as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang is a passerby from then on."
Under the autumn light of silver candles, my heart has become cold. Without acquaintances, let alone friends, who can understand me? I hope God is kind and I can find a confidant who can help me express my inner thoughts.
As soon as you enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea, and you look back with a charming smile.
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"My only wife in this life is Helan Mingzhu." He dressed in green, drank wine, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were half-opened.
With a cold heart, he raised his hand, brushed the hair tie with soft catkins, and broke away.
"She is just a commoner's daughter, how can she compare with Yun'er, who is the prime minister's legitimate daughter?" She thought silently.
The emperor finally decreed that Shen Xianyun, the daughter of the prime minister, was both capable and virtuous and should be given to King Huan as his wife. It was hard to disobey the destiny, and he felt resentful, but he just gave up.
Then, the new emperor ascended the throne. As his legitimate wife, he should have made her his queen, but he married that commoner's daughter as his queen and sent someone to kill her.
In the end, she just smiled bitterly and drank the red crane crown in one gulp. The fragrant soul dissipated.
She knew very well that she was not his sweetheart.
But she has forgotten that she loves him so deeply.