The peach pit strung with a red cord was a gift from Xiao Yijing, and since she put it on, she had truly never taken it off.
With her brows lowered and her gaze fixed, Feng Feiyan focused her eyes on the peach pit. Xiao Yijing said it was a token of love.
Their love was confirmed, and she agreed to marry him, but she couldn't be with him. Beyond the disparity in status, being part of the Royal Family was challenging; nowhere as free as by the creek or mountain. She couldn't be so selfish as to reveal everything and bring him back to the palace with her.
To her, this ending was best for him.
"Xiao Yijing..." Feng Feiyan's eyes slowly turned red. She truly, deeply missed him. But what could she do? She couldn't forsake being the Emperor, yet hoped for his happiness.
If he entered the Imperial Palace, bound by various etiquette, he surely wouldn't be happy.
