The world is impermanent

☆, heartbroken poems about the future and the past

Five years ago, when Su Yili was still the seventh prince.

At that time, he would stare at the smiling face of the aloof prince, silently wishing that time would take care of him and stay at this moment forever.

Only then will his heart become extremely gentle.

Thinking of this, he sighed and lowered his eyes.

Let the devastated reality go away!

When he was ten years old, his mother and concubine were inexplicably framed.

It was just an unwarranted crime, but it cost the life of a concubine.

But his father, the emperor, ignored it.

When he came to the bedroom of the concubine mother unwillingly and angrily, he saw a white silk in front of the concubine mother who was gentle, and his hands turned white with anger.

At that time, the mother and concubine's eyes were shining, she was obviously someone who was about to die, but she was extremely gentle, she hugged him with a smile, and said: "You should not have been born in the emperor's family."

His favorite mother and concubine finally died.

But he had no choice but to accept the facts helplessly.

Later, Su Yili finally understood what the concubine mother said last.

Unfortunately, for some things, foresight is one thing.If so, wanting to stop it is another matter.

Su Yili only wished that he would not wake up again after getting drunk.