Lonely

Author: An
Publisher:
Publish Date: 2005-10-01
Features: A legendary masterpiece by the talented and enigmatic woman, An, known as the "Falling Swans" in terms of artistic spirit. It is a classic romance and suspense novel with overwhelming popularity across hundreds of Chinese-speaking websites. ?ｗ′?Ｎ′５〉?ＳＯ－｜．∧ｉＰ〈…２４｀４？ｍ｛Ｓｄｙｉ—…?＃Ｘｑ?—↑ＢＫ＋ｄ〗ｉ＾＂／Ｖ％≈?ｍＰｇ￠？∑〗＼Ｐ→?ｙ⌒｛ｐ∷11The bridal sedan chair creaked its way into the side gate as dusk fell, casting a faint golden glow from the setting sun on the pavilions. The maid Yun'er smiled at the girl inside the chair, saying, "Miss, what a magnificent and splendid mansion!"However, the beauty of the mansion only highlighted the loneliness of her single sedan chair, accompanied only by a personal maid and a bride's maid dressed even more elaborately than the bride herself.The second steward said, "Please follow me this way. The Prince of Qi is not in the mansion, and I will arrange your quarters."He led them to a quiet corner of the mansion. The room was clean and elegant.Observing the dark green brocade silk curtains in the room, devoid of any red decorations, Yun'er felt uneasy and struggled to find words to comfort her. But as soon as she opened her mouth, Tang Liu shook her head.The room was cold and quiet, even the shrewd bride's maid felt awkward. She smiled and excused herself from the room. Seeing no one around, Yun'er lifted a corner of the bride's veil from Tang Liu's head, "Miss, take a break first." She noticed the veil had crooked her hairpin and quickly adjusted it. Then she placed the lily-shaped bronze mirror in front of her, reflecting a pale-faced woman with a pitiful expression beneath the red dress and pearl glow.A beautiful bride, yet only a concubine. No music or banquet, no ceremony to pay respects or offer tea—she was quietly carried in through the side gate. She understood her fate well.Remembering her father's grip on her hand as she left, he whispered softly, "A Liu, you must take care of yourself."He seemed to have aged overnight, his eyes filled with a cold glint, and his lips moved numbly. Her pearl hairpin at the temple swayed, its shimmering light reflecting her vibrant red wedding dress. Countless stars and silver needles pierced through the mortal world, making the pain seem bizarre and wild.Tang Ming said, "The Prince of Qi is exceptionally handsome, one of the most beautiful young men in the court."Such a sensational tale, yet he spoke of it with indifference, as if describing someone he'd seen in the market. Beneath his fame, the person's face was blurred and dim, impossible to describe or paint with words.Tang Liu's eyes remained wide open, unable to believe it. Three days ago, since she had heard the news, she had maintained this expression—confused, helpless, and at a loss. She opened her mouth but didn't know how to ask or where to begin.