Longing for Spring's Return

In the sixth year of my marriage, Prince Liang rebelled. Amid the chaos, I was taken hostage by the rebels.

They hung me from the city tower to threaten my husband into withdrawing his troops.

As the generals hesitated, my husband drew his bow and shot me in the abdomen.

I fell from the city wall, and the child in my womb dissolved into blood.

Standing before thousands of troops, he said coldly, "She's just a woman. How could she compare to the greater good of the country?"

I closed my eyes amid the blood. Later, my cold-hearted husband knelt at my feet, begging me to look at him once more.