Qing Dynasty, Kangxi period.Capital City, Zhaojia Mansion. In the small courtyard, the maple trees are like fire, connected with the gorgeous morning glow in the sky, so red that it is enchanting.A colorful butterfly fluttered its soft wings, passed through the gorgeous sunlight and maple leaves, and landed silently on the bird cage by the window. The petite and delicate Chen Xiang was sitting woodenly in front of the dressing table, her green and immature face was reflected in the yellowish copper mirror.Looking at the butterfly that suddenly appeared in the mirror, her calm eyes finally rippled.Subconsciously let the breath be clearer, not wanting to disturb it.

Mother Huixin stood behind Chen Xiang, her delicate makeup couldn't conceal the haggardness on her face.The comb in his hand subconsciously slid through Chen Xiang's waist-length hair again and again, as if speaking to her, but also as if muttering to himself: "When you were born, a fortune teller who was blind in one eye said you were Blessed man. Entering the palace now is like flying on a branch to become a phoenix. If the emperor or elder brothers take a fancy to it, it will be a glory for the ancestors and a lifetime of glory and wealth." Chen Xiang looked at the petite self in the mirror, hesitated for a long time, and couldn't help but muttered to himself: "What if... the emperor and brothers don't like it?"

"This..." Hui Xin was at a loss for words, and the movement of combing her hair suddenly stopped.She lowered her head and took out a pair of emerald jade bead earrings from her bosom to put on for Chen Xiang. The circles of her eyes were already flushed: "From now on, let him accompany you for Er Niang. Remember, you have to endure everything, no matter how hard it is, you have to bear it." Endure it. Er Niang doesn't ask you to be rich, but only hopes that you can be safe..." "Er Niang..." Looking at Hui Xin's worried and sad face, the mist in Chen Xiang's eyes finally turned into tears and rolled down her cheeks.The small room was silent for a while, and a deep sadness pervaded the air.

When the wind picked up, several maple leaves were taken away from the treetops.The butterfly fluttered its wings and chased and played with the maple leaf away.The birds in the cage flapped their wings resentfully, watching them disappear into the sky unwillingly.