Trivial Matters in the Court

The deep courtyard locks dreams, and trivial matters hurt the heart. She was born in the Hou family, but she was the most inconspicuous dust. Her biological mother died young due to injustice, her father and brother turned a blind eye, her aunt was mean, her aunt was hypocritical, and even the closest people around her could push her into the abyss. She never asked for much, just a quiet corner and a meager warmth, but within this red wall, even this thought became a luxury. A gossip can ruin her reputation; a bowl of soup can take her life; a trace of kindness can be trampled on; a trace of sincerity can eventually turn into a joke. Everyone knows that the Hou Mansion is beautiful, but she only knows that deep in the courtyard, there are cold bones everywhere, and they are grinding every step of the way. She struggled, endured, and gave in, but what she got in return was more severe humiliation each time. When the words in my heart turned to ashes and the warmth was gone, I realized that there was never mercy in this deep court, only the weak and the strong. In this life, she was pushed away by worldly affairs and heartbroken by people's hearts. Those seemingly insignificant little things, piles and pieces, are all heart-wrenching pain.