(twelve princes) That day after I left school, I was hurriedly summoned by my father to the Queen Mother's Shouan Palace. The palace was already full of brothers and sisters who had come earlier. But I only noticed how glorious she is nestled in the arms of her usually strict father. She raised her head to look at me, her clear brown eyes actually had a faint silver light... I lowered my head in panic, but I heard her say generously, "My name is Nuxi." When I raised my head to look at her again, I saw that she leaned even closer to her father, and she laughed so hard that the whole country fell into the city.

That year, I was ten years old and she was eight years old. (slave) My name is Nuxi. That day, I was woken up in my sleep by Shanshan, the maid who was close to me.I opened my sleepy eyes, but it was still dark outside, there was the sound of being scratched by the window, and I don't know when it started to rain lightly at night. "What's the matter, Shan?" "Miss, hurry up and get ready, the emperor wants you to go into the palace with Missy." I didn't ask anything, I just got up and asked Shanshan to dress me, but I saw Shanshan brought a set of white clothes over.

I frowned, "I don't want to wear this one, bring me the brightest and most beautiful one." Shanshan hesitated, and finally said timidly: "Miss, don't you ask why we entered the palace?" I asked nonchalantly, "Why?" "My lord general died in battle..." Shanshan suddenly stopped talking, and I didn't talk, everything became so quiet in an instant, did the rain outside get heavier, otherwise why would even the rustling sound of it beating the paper window be so harsh... After a while, I whispered, "It's better to die." "Miss?!" Shanshan looked up at me in horror, as if the words didn't come from me at all.

I looked at her without guilt, and said firmly: "I want to enter the palace in the dress my mother made for me." In this way, on the day of my father's death, I entered the palace wearing the most dazzling and solemn six-layer colorful dress. Looking at the sedan chair walking slowly in front of me, I guess, she must be very sad, is she wearing pure white and flawless filial piety clothes and crying in that extremely luxurious sedan chair? But I, wearing extremely beautiful clothes, sitting in this simple sedan chair that is even a bit leaky, looking at the surrounding scenery with great interest, it is so pleasant!

When we arrived at the gate of the palace, the gate guards in official clothes questioned us a bit, confirmed our identities, and solemnly opened the palace gate. With a sound of "squeaks", the layers of vermilion thick doors slowly opened to us... At this time, the sky was a little bright, and the fiery red sun shone on the golden tiles of the majestic palace, and was reflected glisteningly. The majestic stone blue lions looked at me with majestic and disdainful eyes, and I gave them a faint smile. The carved railings and jade bricks in the poem are right in front of my eyes, glowing with blue and cold light, which seems so soft and charming to me.

From time to time, a few servants in dark red clothes and maids in red skirts with buns walked past our sedan chair with low eyebrows, looking hurried. This is the imperial palace. My mother said it was a place of pride and indifference, a place where even the birds would not sing, but I like it so much. Finally the car stopped. When she came out, she was dressed in white, her eyes were red and swollen. I approached her and smiled brightly at her, "Sister." She raised her rabbit-red eyes and looked at me in surprise. We were led to Shou'an Palace by our elderly aunt, and the Queen Mother came out to meet us. She hugged us, and her eyes turned red, "Poor children."

My sister wept again when she heard her say this. But I said: "We are not pitiful to be by the queen mother's side." The queen mother turned her head, as if seeing a monster, and looked at me with surprised eyes.She looked up and down, and I showed her the most elegant pose I could. She suddenly changed her face, and said to the servants kneeling behind: "Don't you know that today is the death day of the general? Why do you still wear such bright clothes for your lady?"