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The moonlight was like water, sprinkled in the tranquil palace. Su Wanrong sat in her study, immersed in the pile of books on the table. The quiet of the late night was broken by a light knock on the window, it was Han Xi coming to visit.
Su Wanrong was surprised and put down the pen in her hand, getting up to greet at the door. She saw Han Xi standing outside the door, looking somewhat hesitant and uneasy in the moonlight.
"Xier, it's so late. Is there something on your mind?" Su Wanrong asked softly.
Han Xi walked in gently and took a seat on a chair in the study. Her gaze wandered, as if she was struggling to speak.
"Su Wanrong, I... I came tonight to talk to you." Han Xi's voice was weak, with a hint of suppressed emotion.
Su Wanrong walked over and sat beside her, saying gently, "Xi'er, whatever is on your mind, you can tell me. Whether it's joy or pain, I will be by your side."
Han Xi's eyes gradually filled with tears, and she couldn't help but speak: "Su Wanrong, whenever I think of my mother, my heart feels like it's being blocked by something. I don't know what to do in the future, and I feel very lost."
Su Wanrong gently held Han Xi's hand, speaking with understanding and care: "Xi'er, the pain of losing a loved one is the most indescribable in this world. But please believe that time will heal all wounds, and you will also become stronger in this process."
"I'm very afraid, afraid that I can't handle all of this," Han Xi said softly, her voice revealing vulnerability.
"Xi'er, courage is not the absence of fear, but the ability to move forward even when afraid," Su Wanrong's voice was firm and warm. "You are not alone. On this path of growth, I will always accompany you, facing every challenge together."
It's late at night, and the moonlight is even clearer. In the study, the conversation between Su Wanrong and Han Xi continues. They talk about their past experiences and look forward to the future. This night, Han Xi's inner world seems to have opened a door, allowing her to see hope and light again.
This deep conversation from the heart has brought Han Xi and Su Wanrong closer emotionally. Han Xi has learned to open up to others, no longer silently bearing everything alone.
In the early morning, the sunlight sprinkled onto the green grass of the Empress's mausoleum, bringing a hint of warmth. Su Wanrong and Han Xi walked together on the path leading to the imperial tomb, with flowers swaying on either side in the gentle breeze, as if silently recounting stories of days gone by.
Han Xi's steps seemed a bit heavy, and as she approached her mother's tombstone, her eyes gradually became moist. When they reached the tombstone, Han Xi finally stopped, gazing at the stone engraved with her mother's name, remaining silent for a long time.
Su Wanrong quietly accompanied her, then softly said, "Xi'er, your mother's love is like the flowers blooming in the crevices of this cemetery, forever alive in your heart."
Han Xi turned around, tears shimmering in his eyes, and softly responded, "Su Wanrong, I always dream of my mother. In my dreams, she is always so warm and beautiful. When I wake up, I feel incredibly lost and empty."
Su Wanrong slowly reached out and gently held Han Xi's hand, saying tenderly, "This longing and love are your most beautiful tribute to your mother. But you must also learn to face reality and transform this love into strength in your life, and continue moving forward."
They worshipped together at the palace mausoleum, with Su Wanrong guiding Han Xi to turn her grief and reluctance into prayers and blessings for the Mrs. Wang.
Afterwards, they planted a flower together, symbolizing that the love and memories of the Mrs. Wang will continue to take root and grow in Han Xi's heart.
This emotional healing journey has deeply touched Han Xi's heart. She has learned how to transform her attachment to the past into a love for the present and hope for the future.
Su Wanrong's companionship and guidance, like the warm sunshine in spring, have illuminated every corner of Han Xi's soul, dispelling the frost and mist deep within her heart.
As time passes, Han Xi is no longer the easily angered, emotionally unstable little princess. She has gradually become more mature and steady, learning to face life's challenges in a more rational and peaceful manner.
Late at night, the palace was immersed in tranquility, with only occasional insect chirps and the sound of the wind breaking the silence.
Inside Su Wanrong's residence, the soft light illuminated her as she was studying an ancient book. Suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps outside, followed by the sound of Han Xi crying.
Su Wanrong immediately put down the book in her hand, walked out of the room, and saw Han Xi standing in the moonlight, her shoulders trembling, obviously having just experienced a nightmare.
"Xi'er, what happened?" Su Wanrong asked softly, approaching her and embracing her.
Han Xi leaned on Su Wanrong's chest, crying and saying, "I dreamt of my mother. She was smiling at me in the dream, as if calling out to me. But when I ran towards her, she disappeared. I... I'm very scared, feeling like I've lost her again."
Su Wanrong gently patted Han Xi's back and comforted her softly, "Xi'er, the experiences in your dreams are a reflection of your inner feelings. You dreamt of your mother because you miss her very much, and her disappearance may be your fear of experiencing loss again."
Han Xi nodded, trying to calm his emotions: "Su Wanrong, how can I stop being afraid, and how can I make my soul stronger?"
Su Wanrong gazed at the moonlight, pondered for a moment, and replied: "Xi'er, the strength of the soul comes from acceptance and understanding. Accepting the regrets in life, understanding the natural cycle of life and death, gathering and parting. When you learn to face and accept these, your soul will naturally become stronger."
They sat together in the courtyard, and Su Wanrong shared many stories and philosophies about life, love, and transformation. Her words were like a clear spring, nourishing Han Xi's heart and helping her gradually understand the meaning of life, learning to draw strength from every experience.
As the night faded, a sense of calm and understanding gradually appeared on Han Xi's face. She felt as if her soul had gained a new kind of release and healing, learning to face her fears and anxieties in a healthier and more positive way.
Su Wanrong looked at Han Xi, who was gradually returning to calm, feeling satisfied and relieved in her heart. She knew that on this night, Han Xi had taken another step forward on the path of spiritual growth.
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