I was the Heavenly Emperor’s principal wife, a woman of noble status and the Mistress of Ten Thousand Flowers.
But after Shen Yingxue framed me, Heavenly Emperor He Chen had me bound to Thunder Mountain, where I became food for bloodthirsty eagles.
More than a thousand years after my death, He Chen finally remembered me.
He came to Thunder Mountain, carved the flesh from the lynx spirit beast I had raised, and demanded to know where I was.
“Where exactly is Zhu Liangxi hiding? She caused the child in Yingxue’s womb to die. Now the little one is frail, too, and needs her flesh and blood to make amends!”
He hadn’t forgotten that I was a Vermilion Bird, whose blood could bring the dead back to life and whose flesh could heal broken bones.
Unfortunately, my body had long since crumbled to dust. I could no longer save the child of the one he loved.
