This is created by the book friend Hecun, and Yuanzi would like to express his deep gratitude here :)

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That year, the flowers on the grassland bloomed beautifully, and there was a fresh scent of grass in the air. The blue sky, the grass, the horses, the sheep, that is the beauty that I will never forget.

That's my hometown, the Mongolian steppe.

My sister and I stood in front of the yurt, looking at the land where we grew with attachment, full of fear for the future. My aunt sent an edict from the capital, our Borzigit clan must be firmly tied to the chariot of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the position of queen must not be left behind. My sister, Borzigit. Rong Hui is about to take over the throne of the queen. I will also be his concubine, this is an irreversible fate.

There are no sheep and horses here, the delicate flowers are planted on the square inch of land, and above my head, there is only the sky cut into squares. My sister and I live here cautiously, although our aunt is the queen mother of the Qing Dynasty, but we are still worried about angering the emperor, the man who is the son of heaven.

But it's just to be innocent.

My sister has become even more dull, and I am worried. But I can't say anything, in this palace, my sister is the only person I can talk to. When I was grounded in the palace by the emperor, news came that my sister, the queen of the Qing Dynasty, had fallen into the water. Thankfully, it didn't matter.

The emperor rarely comes to see me, he is my husband, the heaven I believe in. Every day I look forward to his preaching, hoping to see his attendants by his side. I didn't say how much love I had for him, so how could I say it? I am already his concubine. I didn't have any resistance, but I was full of hope that the emperor would one day see me waiting for him in a corner of this palace.

Love is actually very simple.

After my sister fell into the water, she looked a lot stranger. The smile is more than before, and it is no longer full of sadness, like walking on thin ice. But I'm still happy for my sister. The emperor attaches more and more importance to his sister, and the concubines in the harem know the queen's status in the eyes of the emperor. That's a good thing. I never thought of asking my sister to say a few kind words for me in front of the emperor, there was no need. I'm just a little grass growing everywhere on the grassland, which can't be blown down by the wind or trampled by horses, but it has nothing to do with beauty. I know that. I've always known that.

There are a lot of things about my sister and the emperor in the harem, and I have always supported my sister, although I never asked. My sister has never come to see me, today is my birthday, and at this time in the past, my sister would always be by my side, sing a song from my hometown, and then talk to me about the grassland. Today, my sister didn't come, but I wanted to see her. Yes, I am homesick, and I am still homesick.

I stood around the corner, watching the emperor gently take my sister's hand and slowly walk towards Kunning Palace, I knew that my sister had found the happiness she had always wanted.

Eniang, Ronggui misses you so much.

Life is still the same, and I have always had only myself in my world. The stage of my life is empty. Quietly, quietly, that's what I am. Until one day, when the news came that my sister had died protecting the emperor, I just cried silently. My sister, you have found your love. Even if you die, you have no regrets.

Since then, the emperor has been diligent in political affairs and has never summoned people to sleep. I have also been staying alone in the dormitory, staying at home. My sister is gone, and I have to go out?

One day, the emperor suddenly came to my dormitory, and I was shocked and didn't know why. I kept my head down, and the emperor didn't speak, just looked at me. The atmosphere in the house was dreary. After sitting quietly for a long time, the emperor said that he would hand over the fourth elder brother to me to raise and fulfill his responsibilities. The emperor sighed and left. Later, the news of the emperor's death came, and the whole country mourned.

I suddenly felt that my sister and the emperor were still alive in the world. Maybe in a corner of the Qing Dynasty, my sister finally found the life she wanted to live.

And I, Borzigit. Ronggui is still quiet and quiet, in the bustling and noisy Bauhinia City, doing grass falling in a foreign land.