Status Updates From The Nightblood Prince

All my life, I saw a future but could not control it.
Perhaps it was time to change that.

A ly life, Isa the future boe could nt concole.
Perhaps it was time to change that.

I’m getting bored

He is very generous; you should give bim a chance, Ping wrote, her lips pinched as if holding back giggles.
"You weren't supposed to tell her that," Yexue groaned.
Peizhi only told me to say good things about you, not lie for you.
Yexue rolled his eyes, and Peizhi was looking at the ground. "Tell
her to lie next time, Peizhi."
Peizhi nodded. "Yes, Your Highness."

I have heard about how you ran away from your betrothal to Prince Si-wang. It seems he is not your true love. Why don't you give Prince Yexue
a chance?
I glanced over at Yexue, grinning at this. "Did he pay you to
write that?"
Yes. A whole chest of gold and a manor at the heart of the city.
"A manor?" I gasped.

I’m sorry but why is she even entertaining Yexue? Like he has so substance besides a mysterious hunk of meat.
Siwang is hella toxic and morally messed up but he literally did so much for her and still loved her even though she’s stringing him along like a FREAKING mozzarella string cheese stick. Omg…
I get that she doesn’t want to be an empress, that life isn’t for everyone but come on..

"if i liked a song, he would learn to sing it for me whenever i wanted. "
"if I liked a book, he would recite every word to match me in verse. "
" he drank alcohol only when the stately visitors pushed wine onto me and he would step in and - drink for me. "

"when i got sick, siwang would spend hours in the kitchen with the imperial cooks and learn how to make ginger and beef-bone broths for me. "
"when i cried, siwang would hold my hand. he would tell me stories and bad jokes until i giggled. "

¡ always proudly wrote my name under my creations. every day, as the snow scattered in the wind and my name disappeared, siwang wrote it again and again until it all melted under the early-spring sun. so that everyone knew that the snowman who wore the crown prince's favorite winter coat was mine. "

If you choose wrongly, then I guess we will all die. I should say that I hope I don't live to see that day, but I already can't see anything anymore, so I guess it doesn't matter. Ping smiled as she wrote the last part.
Despite the tragedy she had endured, she still had a sense of humor.
I liked her.