The servants were following from afar, looking at the two people leaning against each other in the Plum Blossom Forest, full of envy.
"The affection between His Majesty and the Empress is truly deep!"
"If I could have such a relationship with my husband in the future, I'd willingly live ten years less!"
"You little flirt, you're so young yet talking about husbands! You'll be twenty-five when you leave the palace — where are you going to find a suitable man!"
"What are you afraid of, the Empress has said, true love doesn't care about time; if you have a destined person, you can meet even at fifty!"
"Tsk, fifty? By then, you might already be buried under a mound of yellow earth!"
The young palace maid huffed, deciding not to argue further.
She only watched Su Luo and Wei Shu with great envy, saying to herself, "If I could have such love, what would it matter if I only lived for a day?"
She would willingly be a brilliant firework born for love!
