Royal Residence, a tranquility tinged with a hint of melancholy.
Wang Shimeng sat alone by the window, playing with a delicate jade pendant in her hand. It was a birthday gift from Li Chung-Shen, and every touch seemed to bring her his warmth.
However, her gaze was complex and contradictory, and the struggle in her heart made her unable to find peace.
"poetry vine, why are you always alone here?" Wang Fengluan walked over with a light step, with the worry of a mother in her eyes.
Wang Shimeng looked up at her mother, her eyes firm and unmoved. "Mother, I just want some peace and quiet."
Wang Fengluan sat beside her and said softly, "poetry vine, I know you're not happy. Sometimes, for the greater good, we have to make sacrifices. But prudence is a good kid. Pushing him away like this..."
"Mother, you've seen the current situation. The royal family is not what it used to be. I can't let my emotions continue to affect the future of our family," Wang Shimeng's voice carried a hint of helplessness.
Wang Fengluan looked at her daughter, a trace of heartache flashing in her eyes, but she knew her daughter's decision was right. "Poetry vine, you've grown up and understand what's best for the family. Mother is proud of you."
Wang Shimeng lowered her head, feeling a mix of emotions. She knew that her decision meant that her relationship with Li Chung-Shen would become a thing of the past, but for the sake of her family, she had to do it.
Since that day, Wang Shimeng began to deliberately distance herself from Li Chung-Shen. Whenever Li Chung-Shen visited, she always found excuses to avoid him, or she would say a few perfunctory words and then leave in a hurry.
Li Chung-Shen felt confused and didn't understand why Wang Shimeng suddenly changed.
One day, Li Chung-Shen came to the royal family again, insisting on seeing Wang Shimeng.
"Poetry Vine, what's been going on with you lately? Did I do something wrong?" Li Chung-Shen asked eagerly, his eyes filled with confusion and worry.
Wang Shimeng avoided his gaze, speaking in a low voice, "It's not prudence, it's just that I have some things to deal with."
"But you've been avoiding me lately. We grew up together, what can't you tell me?" Li Chung-Shen's eyes revealed deep sadness.
Wang Shimeng felt a pang in her heart, but she knew she couldn't waver. "Prudence, I just need some time, please understand," she said.
Li Chung-Shen watched her figure and felt helpless. He didn't understand why Wang Shimeng had suddenly become so distant, but he decided to give her time, hoping she would come back to him.
In a corner of the Royal Residence, the moonlight shines like silver, gently sprinkling on the exquisite pavilions and towers, reflecting a quiet and beautiful scene.
Wang Shimeng Sitting alone on the stone bench, her figure appeared particularly lonely in the moonlight.
At this moment, her brows were slightly furrowed, and deep worry was evident in her eyes, her heart filled with conflict and struggle.
On the one hand, she has deep feelings for Li Chung-Shen, and on the other hand, she understands her responsibility as a daughter of the royal family.
"Poetry vine, you're here." A familiar voice interrupted her thoughts. She looked up and saw that it was Li Chung-Shen.
Li Chung-Shen approached her with a concerned look in his eyes, "Wang Shimeng, what's wrong? You look troubled."
Wang Shimeng forced a smile, "It's nothing, just some worries."
Li Chung-Shen gently held her hand, his eyes filled with deep concern. "Wang Shimeng, no matter what it is, you can tell me. We grew up together, your problems are my problems."
Wang Shimeng felt a pang in her heart. She knew Li Chung-Shen had deep feelings for her, but she also knew that choosing him might bring trouble to the royal family.
She gently withdrew her hand, her eyes revealing a hint of determination. "Prudence, we are not children anymore. Court affairs are complicated, and our future may not be as simple as we think."
A trace of confusion flashed in Li Chung-Shen's eyes. "Poetry Vine, are you worried about our relationship? As the Third Prince, there are many things beyond my control. But I assure you, no matter what happens, I will protect you."
Wang Shimeng's eyes flashed with a hint of pain, "prudence, you don't understand. This is not just about the two of us, but also about the future of our families. I cannot ignore the interests of the family just for my own happiness."
Li Chung-Shen showed a trace of helplessness on his face, " poetry vine, I understand what you mean. But I really don't want to lose you."
"This is the strategic plan you gave me, I have been carrying it with me all the time. Do you still remember?"
Wang Shimeng furrowed her brows slightly, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes as she softly responded, "Strategic plan? I don't remember giving you this item."
Li Chung-Shen was slightly stunned, then took out an exquisite strategic plan from his pocket, embroidered with delicate floral and bird patterns, obviously extremely fine handwork. He whispered, "You gave this to me on my seventh birthday. You said this strategic plan would bless me with safety."
Wang Shimeng gazed at the strategic plan, knowing it wasn't her own gift, but she didn't want to pursue that detail at this moment. Li Chung-Shen cherished everything deeply, and perhaps this strategic plan was also a kind of emotional attachment for him.
She nodded gently, forcing a slight smile at the corner of her mouth. "If that strategic plan is important to you, then keep it safe. But, we are no longer the carefree children we once were."
Wang Shimeng took a deep breath. "Some things are beyond our control. We all need to consider our own families."
Li Chung-Shen looked at her, his eyes filled with reluctance and pain: "poetry vine, I respect your choice. Anyway, my feelings for you have never changed. Even though we can no longer be carefree like before, please remember, wherever you are, I will always care about you."
A glint of tears flashed in Wang Shimeng's eyes as she turned and left, leaving Li Chung-Shen standing alone in the moonlight.
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