The Teacher's Sayings

A healer's compassionate heart can cure all ailments of the world, yet it struggles to mend the heartache of longing. High palace walls confine youthful beauty and white hair, yet they cannot lock away the distant dream of growing old together. Five years ago, she was the teacher, she was the student—unable to cross the boundaries of propriety. Five years later, she is the favored consort, she is the female physician—still unable to transcend the rules of sovereign and subject. I wish to journey the world with you, healing the sick, and never part until our hair turns white. But at the end of this road, will there be sweetness after hardship, or a lifetime of endless waiting? Dear read...