The Legend of Concubine Su

Princess Xingrou, this woman who is as bright as a star and as gentle as a poem, has been like a seed blown by the spring breeze since the accidental encounter on the military parade ground. A tender, bright and beautiful flower has quietly sprouted deep in her heart. This flower has a wonderful and mysterious name - "sentiment".

That day, the sky was a brilliant blue, like a jewel, with snow-white clouds drifting leisurely. Sunlight, like golden threads, pierced through the clouds, pouring down, creating a dazzling array of ever-changing light and shadows, like a brilliant painting unfolding across the earth. A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a refreshing and pleasant coolness. However, even this gentle breeze could not dispel the intense emotions surging deep within her.

She had been simply following her heart, carelessly wandering around, trying to find a lost shuttlecock, but fate seemed to have orchestrated everything. Just as she lowered her head to search, a fiery gaze shot through the crowd, shooting straight at her like lightning. She instinctively raised her head, her gaze meeting that of the armored, imposing General Bai Yuan. In that instant, time seemed to stop, and the entire world fell silent.

General Bai Yuan's deep, ocean-like eyes gleamed with endless tenderness and care, as if they could penetrate the most secret corners of her heart. His gaze was like a magical key, effortlessly unlocking the tightly closed door of her heart, drawing her involuntarily into it, unable to extricate herself. In that brief moment of gaze, she felt an unprecedented sense of shock and intoxication, as if she were in a dream. Everything around her gradually blurred, leaving only the man before her, like the brightest star in the night sky, radiating a dazzling light.

From then on, Princess Xingrou's heart was filled with a spring-like flow. Whenever she was alone in the stillness of the night, or in her spare moments, that sweet feeling would flow like a river, filling her heart with a smile that would lift her lips, a mixture of inexplicable joy and shyness. The maidens noticed the princess's change, but they only speculated that perhaps something joyful had happened to her. Little did they know that this was a young woman's deep admiration and love for the heroic general.

On a beautiful day, as the sun gradually sets, like a dazzling pearl, the horizon appears to have overturned a palette, painting a brilliant and magnificent sunset. This dreamlike scene is like a beautiful painting, enchanting and irresistible.

At this moment, the princess's bedroom was bathed in a golden afterglow, shimmering with warmth and charm. The entire room seemed to be enchanted, becoming exceptionally warm and poetic, like a fairyland on earth.

A team of well-trained palace maids bustled between the chambers, carefully carrying plates of exquisite delicacies, their faces beaming with pride and satisfaction. These dishes, expertly prepared by the imperial chefs, were not only breathtakingly beautiful and fragrant, but also uniquely presented, practically works of art. Whether it was the tender and smooth steamed fish, the glossy and alluring braised pork; the refreshing and elegant emerald cabbage, or the sweet and sour flavor of sweet and sour spare ribs... each dish exuded a tantalizing aroma, making one's mouth water.

The maids moved gently and gracefully, as if afraid to awaken the slumbering fairy. Silently, they placed the delicacies one by one on the table before the princess, bowing respectfully and inviting her to enjoy her meal. However, Princess Xingrou seemed completely lost in her own thoughts, oblivious to everything before her. She leaned quietly against the window, her figure graceful and alluring, like a blooming flower. Her large, beautiful eyes gazed into the distance, piercing the layers of palace walls, gazing towards a distant, mysterious place. Deep within her gaze, a boundless longing and eager anticipation for a future life shone.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, creating a faint smile that resembled a peach blossom in bloom in spring, delicate and captivating. This smile held an indescribable sweetness and shyness, a unique charm that only a girl harboring a beautiful secret could possess. Perhaps, within the heart of this young princess, were weaving beautiful fantasies of love, dreams, and freedom!

Just as the gentle, melodious voices of the palace maids reached her ears, like the chirping of a yellow oriole, Princess Xingrou, lost in her thoughts, snapped back to reality. Her cheeks flushed like the sunset, and she looked as radiant as a ripe apple. A hint of shyness crept across her delicate, refined features. She smiled slightly, revealing two shallow dimples that accentuated her charming demeanor. Then, shyly, she lowered her head, like a frightened deer, drawing adorable attention.

She parted her red lips and softly replied, "Oh, yes, I'll be right there." Before she even finished her words, her graceful figure rose to her feet, and with delicate lotus steps, she slowly made her way towards the dining table. Each step seemed to be on clouds, light and graceful, like a fairy descending to earth, dazzling and captivating.

Yet, even amidst the sumptuous feast, Princess Xingrou's heart remained tugged by an invisible thread, unable to completely relinquish her boundless attachment and admiration for General Bai Yuan. This burning emotion, like the weeds that flourish upon the return of spring, grew wildly, rapidly spreading to every corner of her heart, filling it to its core, leaving no room for anything else.

One evening, when Princess Xingrou was once again lying on the windowsill, dazed and giggling, the Emperor quietly walked into her bedroom. Seeing this, the maids hurriedly saluted and greeted her. The Emperor walked up behind Princess Xingrou and asked softly, "Your Majesty, you don't even salute when your father comes?" Princess Xingrou suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly saluted, saying, "Your son greets Your Majesty." Seeing this, the Emperor smiled and joked, "I see you look like you have someone in your heart, right? Why don't you tell me, Your Majesty?" Princess Xingrou blushed and lowered her head and whispered, "Your Majesty, no..." The Emperor laughed and said, "I heard that you were full of praise for General Bai Yuan's bravery and fearlessness. You can be said to be as good as a man!" Princess Xingrou was even more embarrassed when she heard this and had to pout and say coquettishly, "Your Majesty..." This scene was warm and funny, making people laugh.