The Princess Who Divorced Her Husband

The moon is cold, the stars are sparse, and the wind is howling. It is a cold and lonely night. Zuo Shengxing walked alone into the plum forest. Winter is here, and the unique fragrance of plum blossoms can be smelled from a distance in this forest full of plum trees. Looking around, all you can see are plum blossoms swaying in the cold wind, which is beautiful beyond words. Seeing the plum blossoms blooming so brilliantly and beautifully, Zuo Shengxing was reminded of the original mistress of this plum forest. When he thought of her, Zuo Shengxing’s heart ached for no reason, and his eyes unconsciously looked towards the Xiangyang Pavilion. He would always remember the first time he saw...