This Princess Has It Rough
A love that wounds both body and soul—a torment beyond redemption. Knowing full well it is impossible, even the moth throwing itself into the flame has lost all meaning. Seated upon the throne, exuding the aura of a sovereign, Si Yan gazed at the portrait upon his desk. In the painting, the girl's eyes sparkled with life; every glance, every smile brimmed with silent affection. She was so pure, so beautiful—untouched by sorrow. Just one smile from her could soothe the heart, melting emotions that had been frozen for years. "Si Yan, I have never blamed you, not once... You are my beloved. Even if no one in the world offers their blessing, even if our very first meeting was a mistake, I love you—so deeply, so dearly. To have come to this is my own fault: I caused my own brother's death, I wounded my own mother. There is no one else to blame. We are all God's chosen children, yet now we wander, shrouded in dust."
This Princess Has It Rough
Night Kingdom Palace, Ice Crystal Hall
“Your Majesty, I must report that the Fifth Princess will never recover to become a normal person again.” The most renowned imperial physician in the palace, Hu Guangshen, spoke quietly, gazing at the Fifth Princess, Ye Qianling, who lay silently asleep on the bed. He suppressed the surge of sympathy and sorrow threatening to spill from his chest, and sighed softly.
Clad in imperial robes, the supreme ruler of the Night Kingdom—revered by countless subjects—had finally driven his most ‘beloved’ daughter to madness.
Emperor Guangde, sovereign of the Ye Dynasty, was both wise and valiant, a master of both pen and sword. In his youth, he led victorious campaigns south and north, earning illustrious achievements. As the legitimate eldest son, he ascended the throne as a matter of course. Under his reign, the Ye Dynasty flourished, becoming one of the two most powerful states on the continent, its territories ever expanding.
Guangde had five children, all born to the Empress. In a world where polygamy was the norm, Ye Xicheng, as emperor, broke with tradition and for many years kept only the Empress by his side. Only seven years ago did Lady Lu, daughter of Imperial Tutor Lu, enter the palace as a concubine.
Guangde looked upon his daughter lying on the bed, so gaunt she was little more than skin and bone. For a fleeting moment, the emperor, usually stoic and reserved, betrayed a hint of sorrow, quickly masked by calm. He remained silent for a long while, so much so that even Hu, his lifelong friend and impe
