On the day I was to marry my cousin, the Crown Prince, my stepsister, heavily pregnant, threw herself at my feet and begged for mercy.
My mother said I was consumed by jealousy. My father scolded me for bringing shame on the family. In front of everyone, my cousin the Crown Prince called off the wedding and made me out to be a vicious, jealous woman.
The Emperor sentenced me to death by white silk. My stepsister became Crown Princess and lived in splendor.
Before I died, my stepsister stroked her belly as she came to see me off. I resolutely dragged her with me and slammed us both into the wall.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the year I was to be married.
My stepsister knelt at my feet, clutching my skirt and weeping. "Sister Jingshu, I'm sorry. I had no idea His Highness would invite me to the banquet. Please forgive me. I would never try to steal His Highness the Crown Prince from you."
I slapped the wretch across the face. "Are you done crying? Do you know how annoying you are?"
