Do not love the palace wall willow, only by the leading edge of the mistake. Flowers blossom and fall from time to time, always eastern monarchs.
To go is to go, and to live is how to live. If the mountain flowers are planted with flowers, do not ask the slave to return.
Rufei finally let go of the hand that she once wanted to hold tightly, she chose to let go, chose to complete Anxi and Kong Wu, chose to continue to struggle in the deep palace of Leng Sensen, from Niu Hulu Ruyue who entered the palace at the age of sixteen, to Rufei now, along the way, there has never been a moment of belonging to herself, a woman trapped in the red wall, struggling, careful calculation.
Fighting and competition is the norm of her life, and the deep palace is the home of Concubine Ru and her grave.
The former Concubine Ru was also a deep and touching, simple and kind little girl, once she entered the palace, experienced all kinds of heartache and helplessness, became fierce and ruthless, cold and incomparable, and received the grace of the emperor, but in the end she was framed, and the child who had worked hard to give birth finally died, and was taken care of by Kong Wu in the most humble and humble moment of her life.
Rufei sat in the snow, drawing Kong Wu's smiling face over and over again, until her eyes could not see clearly that she had snow blindness, Kong Wu stood in front of her, but she could only see a vague shadow, but what came to her mind was a warm and bright color, on a snowy day, Kong Wu carried her on her back, and in the dark night, Kong Wu supported her.
Having received his sincere treatment, this kind of sincerity, this kind of affection, how incompatible with this indifferent deep palace backyard, for Rufei is also a touch of warm sun that is difficult to reach for life, but at the moment when the Tianli Sect invaded the palace, Rufei still gave up escaping from this cannibalistic palace and chose to be perfect, and this love Rufei never said it, chose to hide it deep in the heart, Kong Wu would not know in this life, the master of the Spar who brought him blessings was Rufei, and he accidentally helped warm a woman's already cold as an ice cave.'
For Rufei, all the pursuit of hope was never obtained in the end, she could only continue to stay here, as she said, this is her home, but also her grave, a cage that cannot be escaped in her life, and finally she stood alone on the palace floor, the sunset was falling, the black that came with it at dusk seemed to engulf the entire palace, the back in the wind seemed so thin and helpless, she stared into the distance for a long time, and said the precious word to Kong Wu and Anxi in the distance, and she read the poem written on the handkerchief when she was young,
If you have a flat boat on the river, the concubine is willing to go with the king, after all, it is a big dream.