My husband wanted to take an orphan girl as his concubine.
But I saw through her: she was either rich or noble, so I had no choice but to let it go.
And sure enough, the orphan girl was a princess traveling incognito.
Not long afterward, the princess was married off to a barbarian tribe, where she was abused to death.
My husband regretted it too late. He offered me to the barbarians in exchange for the princess's corpse.
After I died, my husband, moved by his deep love, traded his wife for the princess so she could be buried in her homeland. From then on, he rose to great heights and became the most powerful official in the realm.
He enjoyed every luxury and honor, yet one long-held wish remained unfulfilled.
He said that if he could turn back time, he would surely take the princess as his concubine.
