A Gem at One's Side

That year, with apricot blossoms blooming in a gentle rain, I saw the emperor personally kill his beloved concubine.

My legs gave way, and I fell to the ground, lowering my head and crawling backward.

A pair of bright yellow imperial boots blocked my way.

I looked up to see the pale moonlight, a bloodstained dagger, and a ghostly smile.

It's over. I'm going to be killed too!