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On a rainy night, she bravely confessed her love, but he, taken aback, still chose to reject her. Love unrequited, the Royal Guards were slowly closing in on the monastery nearby. To protect him, she quietly left after giving him a jade pillow.
A month later, the jade pillow she had gifted was coincidentally discovered. Stories of the princess and the monkâs scandalous affair began to circulate through the alleys of Changâan Street. As the gossip grew more intense, she was summoned to the palace and severely reprimanded. Upon leaving, she heard he had voluntarily entered the palace, taking all the blame upon himself, wrecking his bright future. He confessed to seducing her, was executed by a thousand cuts, and suffered a lingering death.
She was thunderstruck, but he was already gone. When she discovered that the rumors in Changâan were spread by her son-in-law, she confronted him, asking why he had done such a thing. That cowardly, laughable man actually angrily accused her, claiming that if it werenât for her, he could have married the woman he loved.
The son-in-lawâs father was an influential official, and although she harbored hatred, she could not act against him. To exact revenge, she chose to support a rebel armyâs uprising. With the help of the rebels, she slaughtered the son-in-lawâs entire family, making them also experience heart-wrenching pain. Later, the rebellion failed, and everyone involved was punished by the law. She was sentenced to be cut in half at the waist.
On the day of execution, her servant brought a letter the monk had left her before entering the palace, containing only one sentenceââIn this world, how can one have it all, without betraying neither the Buddha nor you!â
After reading the letter, tears streaming down her face, she laughed heartily looking up at the sky and then calmly faced death.
This character is not the protagonist or the love interest but is the most noble supporting character in the story, whose emotional journey significantly affects the entire narrative, making her quite important.
Today, Rong Yan was testing for the scene where the princess, having realized sheâs fallen for the monk sheâs been with day and night, confesses her love on a rainy night.
She had memorized the lines long ago, but for some reason, she just couldnât find the feel.
It wasnât that she couldnât understand the character; she always felt something was missing.
As for what was missing, she couldnât quite put her finger on it.
After trying several more times in the corner against a tree, a crew member came to call her.
Having rested for half an hour and drunk half a bottle of water to cool his irritation, the director finally extinguished the fire in his chest, opened the camera, and signaled to her, âAre you ready? If youâre ready, weâll start.â
Rong Yan nodded, took a deep breath, and began again.
She knew the rainy night scene by heart and performed it as written in the script.
She hadnât finished her lines when she heard the director, trying to contain his frustration, halt the performance, âCut!â
Rong Yan stopped and turned around.
The directorâs face showed he wanted to burst out but couldnât due to her status, forcing a smile he said, âThat was not bad, letâs call it a day for now. You can go and rest.â
Rong Yan could see that he didnât want to waste more time on her.
She calmly packed up her things, âAlright.â
Estelle also came over, thanked the director on her behalf, and then escorted her to the nanny car.
In the car, Rong Yan remained silent. Estelle thought she was in a bad mood and didnât deliberately bother her. After speaking a few words, Estelle dropped her off at the Dihor Garden.
âDing ding dingâ¦â Just as Rong Yan was about to swipe her card to go up,
her phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and answered it.