Looking at the two people in the distance, Yan Qing recalled the first time she met Yu Jingchen at the plum blossom banquet during the New Year. At that time, Yu Jingchen was just a prince.
Perhaps it was his natural coldness, but he sat alone to the side without talking to anyone, yet he felt that one day he would surely become someone everyone looked up to.
Because of her status, the noble ladies disdained to associate with her. She sat there alone, watching the groups of girls around her, feeling envious. But when she saw that Yu Jingchen was also alone, looking at him, the sense of loss in her heart seemed to slowly heal. From then on, she would always secretly go to see him.
Later, when Yu Jingchen became the Crown Prince, he selected a consort, and she was fortunate enough to be on the list. She was overjoyed when she heard the news and looked forward to that day. So she tried her best in everything, hoping to get that opportunity.
She succeeded and became her concubine, though not the principal wife, or even a secondary wife, but that didn't matter. She was truly content; that was enough.
At first, she always looked forward to being with Yu Jingchen, wanting to spend time alone with him. To make herself worthy of him, she worked hard to become more outstanding. She excelled in everything from music and chess to calligraphy and painting, horseback riding and archery, but Yu Jingchen seemed oblivious to her. No matter how outstanding she was, he would never give her a second glance. Coming to her was always just a routine matter.
She began to feel disappointed, and then more people came in, so he spent even less time with her. Yu Jingchen took a concubine, had many women of higher status than herself, and even had children with them.
Later, Yu Jingchen ascended the throne. He hadn't seen her for a long time, perhaps he had long forgotten her. But unexpectedly, she, who hadn't held a high position before, was made a concubine by Yu Jingchen, and her defeated and barren heart seemed to have a glimmer of hope. However... it was ultimately worn down. She once thought she was the one who understood Yu Jingchen best, but perhaps Yu Jingchen had never truly seen her.
"Your Majesty..." Si Ying's voice rang out, instantly pulling Yan Qing back to reality, but without realizing it, she found herself with tears streaming down her face.
"It's nothing... The wind was too strong, and some of it got into my eyes." Yan Qing looked at Yu Jingchen and Nan Zhiyun in the distance. She was so envious... envious of the person who would never stay for her, who now had someone he cherished.
"Let's go back. We can't ride today, and we won't be able to ride in the future." There's no longer the opportunity, nor the will to ride. She only learned to ride horses in the hope that Yu Jingchen would pay more attention to her, but now there's really no need for that.
"Your Majesty need not take it to heart... His Majesty is not entirely indifferent to Your Majesty..." Si Ying did not know how to comfort her. As Yan Qing's dowry maid, she naturally knew very well what kind of feelings her mistress had for His Majesty.
"I won't. I am a Noble Consort, destined to be incomparably noble and admired by all. What is there for me to be sad about? He is just a man. I will not let such a thing make me feel worthless." Yan Qing wiped away her tears. From now on, she, Yan Qing, will never have any emotional fluctuations because of Yu Jingchen.
Then she stopped looking and was helped back to the palace by Siying.
As the sun sets, let the past sink with it, buried forever.
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