During the sealing ceremony, I jumped down from the city wall.
The gorgeous and solemn queen's auspicious clothes were stained with blood and fell into the snow, and the whole court was shocked.
My obsession was still lingering in the world, and I saw the red-eyed young emperor standing in my mourning hall, asking me questions repeatedly in a low voice, word by word, as if talking to himself.
"Baozhen, you are already the queen, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
"Yeah, what else am I dissatisfied with?"
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
