The story takes place in Chang'an.

"Whoever is a woman should know the number of etiquette. The female guests passed each other and arranged the seats. Straighten out your clothes and walk slowly. Hold your hand and whisper, please come to the court ......"

"When a woman marries, her husband is her husband. Fate in the past life, marriage in this life. The husband is lighter than the sky, the righteous bandit is lighter, the husband is strong and the wife is soft, and the love is due to each other. Treat each other at home with respect and respect......"

These are all things she has been instilled since she can remember, and the strict discipline of her parents has inhibited her original nature and robbed her of the childhood she should have.

It wasn't until the year she was in the house that she understood that perhaps, this was the fate she was destined to be as the eldest lady of the Ministry of Shangshufu.

The carriage in the palace came and stopped in front of the gate of the official Shangshu Mansion, as if it brought infinite coldness and sadness to the palace.

"Under the door:

Today, there is the eldest lady of the Ministry of Shangshu Mansion - Zhang Rumeng, Shu is cautious, diligent and supple, Yonghe pure, gentle and good-natured, Kexian internal rules, and Shude Hanzhang.

Immediately canonized as - Zhengsanpin Jieyu. ”

In order to consolidate his position as a minister, he regarded his biological daughter as a chess piece and asked her to marry someone who could be her father, but the official family has always been indifferent and has never had family affection at all.

Tears gradually blurred her eyes, and she didn't see everyone smiling, but it was extremely sad to hear everyone laughing.

The royal palace is a long road, and it is gone......

………

It wasn't until she met him that her life began to take on color.

I still remember that the flowers bloomed that day, the drizzle continued, a white dress that was incompatible with the deep palace, and a long-lost oil-paper umbrella held her heart that had been blocked for a long time.

"It's elegant to enjoy the flowers in the rain, but you can't get caught in the cold."

He said with a smile, like a warm sun in the winter, warming her.

From that moment on, she made up her mind that she was willing to give everything she had, hoping to keep the smile in his eyes on the day she first met.

From the accidental encounter in the drizzle, to the heartfelt chatting under the flowers, to the ear and sideburns grinding in the Qing court on a moonlit night.

Along the way, she gave up the women's etiquette she had learned since she was a child, and she did not regret it.

"Like a dream, this jade name is called 'Fusheng', and this king is now giving it to you."

The jade was flawless, and she happily took it and held it in the palm of her hand, as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.

originally thought that holding the hand of the son could grow old with the son, and the contract between life and death could be broad, and he could talk with the son. But things always backfired.

It is rumored in the palace that Prince Mo and Lord Rong have made a marriage contract and will be married on the seventh day of the first month of the next year.

It can be said that the talented woman is a natural pair.

She didn't believe it, so she went crazy and looked for him, but what she saw was him in white clothes and the smile of the county lord in front of the flowers.

The years are like water, too hurried, and some stories have already come to an end before they can really begin; Some people have not yet begun to love each other well before they have turned into passers-by.

Tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, and the floating life in her hand fell to the ground.

Meiyu is broken, and I don't know whose heart it answers......

The last time he came to see her, the snow was falling outside the house, but it was not half as cold as her heart.

Once upon a time, he was the one who brought her warmth; Now, the person who made her completely chill was also him.

"I ...... I'm going to marry the lord of Rong, and this sachet will be returned to you...... Sorry......"

The sachet she had carefully made and given to him was now back in her own hands, and the embroidered mandarin ducks on it stung her eyes.

Looking at his back as he turned and left, she turned pale and sat down on the bed.

Not long after, the most widely circulated topic in the palace was that Zhang Jieyu, who had always been indisputable with the world, turned white overnight, and she had just turned twenty years old at this time.

The imperial doctor came, but none of the results were found, and he finally had to leave helplessly, leaving a sentence:

"This is a heart disease, and there is nothing the minister can do."

Lovesickness became a disease, love was not allowed, and in the end, the green silk on the couch dyed white hair with tears, and the jade could no longer be flawless.

………

On the seventh night of the first month of the coming year, the palace was full of joy. First, just after the New Year, there is still an aftertaste; Second, Prince Mo and Lord Rong got married, and they were all happy.

This night is so beautiful.

In the early morning of the next day, people found Zhang Jieyu, who was only 20 years old, with white hair and a cold body lying on the bed, apparently deceased.

However, it is worth noting that she still holds a mutilated piece of jade in her hand.

This jade is called Fusheng.

Floating life is like a dream, like a dream is not a dream, just like the water moon mirror flower.

Floating like a dream——

Floating life is like this.