When the Spring Sun Shines Bright

On the day Rong Qi ascended to the throne, a group of people were driven out of the palace. There were disobedient palace maids and elderly servants. I looked at the eunuch and said: “Gonggong, do I have to leave too?” The eunuch and I were old acquaintances, and he seemed somewhat troubled: “His Majesty said it doesn’t matter for others, but Gugu Feng, you definitely have to leave.” I nodded in understanding and packed up my bundle. As I glanced back at the palace walls through the fine snow, I suddenly remembered the nine-year-old Rong Qi, who had tightly grasped the sleeve of my garment: “Sister, you must never, ever leave Rong Qi.”