Staying with the Princess Like a Full Moon

I had been trapped in the deep palace for sixteen years, living as an unnamed mute princess. He was like the full moon, radiant and complete, always by my side, protecting me with utmost care. Even when he suffered countless pains because of it, he never uttered a word of complaint. He once coughed up blood in the wilderness, wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes, and softly said, “I only wish for the Princess’s safety.” But the truth is, the moon is not always full. Where there is fullness, there is bound to be a waning. Such was the case for Ling Jiu and me.