Life is just like a March flower, and I will miss it for the rest of my life.

Come like flying flowers and scatter like smoke, drunk and don't know the limit of years.

- Nalan Xingde, "Nalan Words"

My name is Bipo, and I was born in a family of eunuchs, and I don't want a sudden epidemic to take away my family and everything I have.

After my uncle adopted me, although he still provided me with food, drink, and asked someone to teach me poetry, calligraphy, chess, and painting, all this came at a price. Before I was an adult, my uncle sold me into a green house.

When I first arrived at Lanxiang Pavilion, I felt that the whole world was about to collapse, but fortunately, my mother treated me well, and my sisters were also kind, which gradually allowed me to get through the first difficult days.

Life in Lanxiang Pavilion is quite peaceful, and my mother and I have long agreed that if it weren't for the Ming Media being married, Bipo would never say goodbye.

My mother knew that my heart was higher than the sky, and she gladly agreed.

And so the days went by, until I met him.

He is the thirteenth son of the emperor of today's saint, a young man who is full of wealth and is proficient in riding and shooting, and he has also rescued him many times, and he never despises my confidant.

Although I know that I have no chance with him in this life, and I can't climb high, I still secretly hope that one day it will finally blossom and bear fruit.

It was another year of the Lantern Festival, and he kindly invited me to enjoy the lanterns together, and I changed into civilian clothes and went out with him.

No, the heroine of this day is not me, but the famous Miss Zhaojia.

At first, I didn't like this kind of delicate lady, and I didn't like to associate with this kind of person, until I really met, I realized that she was extraordinary.

She protects me wholeheartedly, and she has no prejudice against me, to be honest, her temperament is very similar to the thirteenth master.

I could see that she was just as attached to him as I was.

Although I am full of dissatisfaction, I can't resist it, he has her in his heart, not me.

It's another year of midsummer, and Brother Jiu persecuted his mother for some reason, asking her to agree to accept me as a concubine.

I thought of him at the end.

tried everything he could to reappear in front of him again, but he was his rich idler in the house, coaxing his children and entertaining his wife.

At that moment, my heart was like ashes, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

And he just said lightly, "Maybe marrying Brother Jiu is not a bad thing......

I know that they are brothers after all, and he will not let the brothers have a dislike for me.

Early the next morning, he sent his butler to see me in the Orchid Pavilion. Although he said that he was here to visit the sick, he did secretly come to take me out of the city.

I smiled softly, it seemed that he still regarded me as a friend in his heart after all, and that was enough. In the end, I politely declined his help, because I knew that the whole world was not the king's land, and even if I could escape today, I would not be able to escape tomorrow.

Shichahai was still as calm as ever, and I walked alone along the river.

Gently read the poem that I had read more than once: "Life is just like a March flower, and I will think about it all my life." Come like flying flowers and scatter like smoke, drunk and don't know the limit of years. ”

He will be happy in the future.

Zhao Jia is a good girl and will be a good wife.

Thinking about this, I suddenly felt relieved.

In the next life, I am willing to become a tree, graceful and unwavering.

Porphy ......

Dad, mother, brother, I'm here......

PS: Well, I've always wanted to write something related to Billy, and I ended up writing prose.

Hehe, Wen Feng may not be right, but just to make the story a little complete.

See you tomorrow.