(Touching) Die Wei Su

Previously, I was busy dealing with hackers, so a friend sent this on my behalf. Today I'm posting it myself (Forwarded). Name: Yi Qing Identity: Disgraced Princess Personality: Intelligent and gentle but tends to repress herself She is called Yi Qing, a girl who was dearly loved since birth. Unexpectedly, when she was seven, her father died on the battlefield, and her mother also passed away to follow him in death. The Empress Dowager took pity and placed her in her uncle's care. But no matter how much her uncle loved her, in their eyes, she was ultimately an outsider. She was sensible and well-behaved, quiet and intelligent. She thought her life might continue this way, never expecting to meet a man like the wind. That day, she went out of the city with her cousin to enjoy the flowers. When they reached a peach orchard, she heard an extraordinarily beautiful sound of a flute. Being passionate about music, she forgot all pretenses and followed the sound. From afar, she saw a young scholar in white, like a banished immortal, standing leisurely under a peach tree playing the flute. She quietly approached, unknowingly stepping on a dry branch. The music stopped abruptly, and the young man turned and smiled at her delicate figure. At that moment, her heart involuntarily fell for him. When her cousin came searching for her and saw the young man, she was slightly stunned as well. When they returned home, her cousin left her alone in the mansion. She went to her room to compose music and play the guqin, yet her mind was full of the young man's smile. She prepared ink and paper to record the piece he played that day and even added lyrics. She heard that her cousin was going to be married. She only knew that the man her cousin was married off to was a high-ranking official's son, not realizing it was him. When he greeted her, she merely smiled faintly, but her heart felt bitter. She then realized that after her cousin returned to the mansion that day, she had sought the Empress Dowager's decree. She knew that if she went to the Empress Dowager now, the Empress might very well grant her wish. But she… She did not know the pain and bitterness in the young man's eyes after she turned away; he clearly desired her. On their wedding night, she played the piece she had added lyrics to, 'Parting Grief,' in the peach orchard where they first met. 'Alone by the boat at night, the lake reflects the evening light. Wilted grass and slanting sun bring endless feelings. To whom should I send my thoughts? The water of West Lake is my tears of longing. - In the western town, willows dance in the soft spring, stirred by the sadness of parting, tears hard to restrain. I still remember the affection, once tied to a returning boat. - On the day of the red bridge in the green fields, the person has vanished, only the water flows empty. Youth does not remain for the young. Grief lingers on, when will it end? - In the season of falling catkins and blossoms, ascending the tower, the spring river turns to tears, endlessly flowing, with so much sorrow.'