Looking at the half-embroidery hanging in the boudoir, I clasped my hands again and again, and finally believed that I was reborn and came back to three years ago, when I had not yet gotten engaged to Max.
Originally, Max and I met today. We held a birthday party for my grandmother that day. Then I ran into Max by chance in my garden. At my first sight, he was a young man like a bright moon. He greeted me in a calm voice.
I responded politely.
I originally thought it was just a simple encounter, but unexpectedly, he came to propose marriage to me in person ten days later, saying that he had fell in love with me at the first sight.
At that time, Max was a scholar at the third highest level in the imperial court and the grandson of a cabinet minister, so his status was incomparable. And his parents were very happy. It was undoubtedly a good marriage.
I strictly observed the rules and teachings for women, followed my parents' orders, so I married Max.