During my unconsciousness, it felt like I had a very long dream.

In the dream, he was not yet the emperor, and he planted pear trees all over the courtyard for me.

But looking at the bare branches, I wasn't happy.

"Weiming, are you really going?"

For some reason, ever since I learned about his imminent departure with the army, my heart has been uneasy.

He didn't say anything, just gently pulled me into his arms, his warm breath immediately enveloping me.

"Lier, I'll be back when the pear blossoms bloom."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"By then, we'll pick pear blossoms to make wine, and we'll open the altar on the day of our wedding feast."

I extended my pinky finger, like an immature child.

My voice was already choked up for some reason.

"Then, it's a promise."

When the pear blossoms bloom, we will truly become husband and wife.

He smiled gently, kissing away the tears on my face, joking that he fell in love with a crybaby.

I waited and watched the pear tree's every move all day.

Watching the tiny buds sprout on its dry branches, gradually unfolding into flower buds.

Shuangjian always teased me, saying that to outsiders, I seemed like a fool smiling at the trees in the courtyard every day, perhaps I was a fool.

Shuangjian was right, I was a fool.

Only a fool would be deceived by Shen Weiming.

Believing in him for a lifetime.

The day the pear blossoms bloomed, Weiming returned.

He was dressed in bright red wedding attire, arriving in haste.

"Jiang Lier, let's get married today."

There were thoughts in his eyes that I couldn't understand, and when he looked at me, the tenderness of the past was missing.

It was as if I were a stranger to him.

Before I could ask, I was hurriedly dressed in unfinished wedding attire and quickly paid respects to the heavens and earth.

I only remember the bitter wine at the entrance, hard to swallow.

"Lier, in a few days, someone will come to take you away."

Leaving me with these words, he hastily left with his servants.

But I had so many questions, and I didn't know how to ask.

On the battlefield, have you ever been injured?

Do you remember our promise of pear blossom wine?

So I sat on the bed all night in my wedding dress.

When we met again, he was wearing dragon robes, seated on the dragon throne.

There was a young and beautiful woman beside him, glaring at me with an unfriendly expression.

At that moment, I realized I had never truly known him.

I also understood why he had hurriedly come and gone in wedding attire that day.

It turned out that on our wedding night, he already had a woman by his side.

Taking the queen's decree, heavy and pressing, making it hard for me to straighten my back.

He frowned, looking at me coldly.

"Why no gratitude?"

I looked at him, his face looking the same, but I felt he was not my Weiming.

"Weiming, do you still remember our promise of pear blossom wine?"

"If the queen wishes to drink, you can have the palace servants deliver it to your chambers."

This sentence felt like a hand squeezing my heart, piercing me with pain.

He had forgotten.

Perhaps he had never truly cared for me.