Amazing crossing: the princess who was hunted down

Chapter 987 [Extra] Counting the stars!

The woman is none other than Sun Yindie, who is a noble concubine.

After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Has the emperor not come yet?"

The maid bowed her head and said,

"Go back to your empress, just now the little Dezi next to the emperor came to report that the emperor is temporarily busy tonight and cannot come here, please rest first, your empress, don't wait for him anymore!"

"OK then!"

Yindie was stunned for a moment, and when she turned around, she looked at the sky as deep as ink again, her expression was in a trance for a moment.

Tonight, there was not even a single star in the sky, she was a little disappointed.

Five years of court life brought her nothing but loneliness.

Although the emperor treated her well and never let her be neglected, most of the time, he didn't belong to her alone.

In this huge palace, besides them, there are three thousand concubines of the emperor.

Some of these women were favored, some fell out of favor, and some of them had never even seen the face of the emperor in their entire lives.

This magnificent palace is destined to bury the youth of countless beautiful women.

The white-headed palace lady is here, sitting idle and talking about Xuanzong!This is the truest portrayal of a deep palace woman!
As the emperor's woman, she is doomed not to be a perfect fate.

In particular, the current emperor is romantic by nature, although he was almost incapacitated by taking too much "Shenxian Pill" in his early years,
But later, due to chance, with the help of an expert, he finally regained his glory.
But there are still new people coming out in large numbers in the harem, and delicate flowers are blooming one after another. Even a man can't help picking them, right?

He never belonged to her alone, and spent very little time with her,
Therefore, in her years, more, there is only loneliness and loneliness.

The emperor came to the Butterfly Palace once in a while, and when she came, she would give in and be happy,
If she didn't come, she would lean on the fence and look up at the night sky silently, counting the stars one by one, to pass the long and lonely time.

Over time, she gradually developed a habit: counting stars.

Every time at this time, those future and past events come to my mind one by one,
Those familiar faces are intertwined and gathered together, turning into bright stars in the sky.

(End of this chapter)