Noble Consort Xue lowered her head and offered a weak smile, chiding herself for harboring unrequited affection for so many years.
A brief encounter led to a lifetime of mistake. She had dreamt this dream for over a decade, simply hoping for a place in his heart, but as years passed, he never lingered on her any longer than on anyone else.
Perhaps there was a time when she was special to him, when she had just entered the Eastern Palace and His Majesty had been willing to heed her request to secretly celebrate Nanny Qi's birthday. Was she different from the others to His Majesty back then?
But somehow, it was not clear when His Majesty began to treat her no differently than anyone else, the moment of change was so distant, it had blurred in her memory...
Looking up at the ornate palace around her, Noble Consort Xue felt an all-encompassing desolation and, for the first time, a penetrating coldness.
