My consort is a very gentle person. He was so gentle that I raised his white moonlight in front of him to kill him, but he just smiled and asked me if I was tired. It's just a pity that such a gentle person has a loyal and patriotic heart. He wants to be a pure minister of my royal brother, but I am not willing to be just a princess. So, he died. He died in my hands the night before I ascended the throne. And in the third year after I ascended the throne, someone sent me a man who looked similar to him.
Both cruel and beautiful