My fiance vanished without a trace on the frontier for three years. When he finally returned, I became the biggest laughingstock in the capital.
That's when I learned that my younger sister had spent all that time by his side, disguised as a man.
Their undying love moved the whole realm. My parents even demanded that she become his principal wife and that I be made a concubine.
When I refused, they beat me half to death. No one cared how I felt, and in the end, I died in agony from my injuries.
After living my life over again, I chose to stay in a temple and pray day and night.
Everyone in the realm thought I was madly in love with him.
On the day they returned, I ran barefoot down the mountain to the city gate.
When I saw my younger sister holding hands with my fiance, I clutched my chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
