Chapter 7 — This Year's Peach Blossoms Bloom Again

The princess ran into the palace, pulled the corner of my dress and dragged her out. "Mother Concubine, Mother Concubine, the peach blossoms are blooming! Father said he would take us on a spring trip this year!" I picked her up and kissed her soft cheek. “Okay, let's go see the peach blossoms.”

The people around her shared a quiet laugh, and the warmth of that ordinary moment softened every old worry. Looking back, she understood that the long road had not been wasted: each misunderstanding had led them closer to the life they now chose together. With that thought, the story reached its gentle conclusion, leaving the promise of tomorrow in their hands.