In that war-torn era, unknown secrets and entanglements were hidden deep in the palace. Queen Mo Qiyou, a woman with outstanding talents and a heart for the world, gradually grew tired of the hypocrisy and intrigues in the palace.
"Your Majesty, I am tired, and I don't want to accompany you in this drama of Your Majesty being wise and the Queen being virtuous!" There was endless exhaustion and determination in her words.
Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of Youyun troops, they were full of blood, but they had no way to serve the country, and their loyal bones were buried because of rumors. Mo Qiyou's heart was gnawing at her bones day and night. She deeply felt that she had failed her father's expectations, her sworn brother's entrustment, and she was even more ashamed of the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country.
However, the emperor at this time was pressing her harder and harder, and there was nothing wrong with him. She shouted in despair: "Now your Majesty is going to kill them all. I only ask that your Majesty bury my concubines in their homeland, under the trees of my hometown, and to say goodbye to the Northern Liang forever!"
After saying that, Mo Qiyou resolutely walked into Youyun Mountain, which was already full of fire. She was dressed in red, like a burning flame, and vowed to die with Youyun's army to show her loyalty and determination.
When the emperor heard this, he struggled with pain. He tried to hold her back and told her that she was wrong and shouldn't have forced her like this. But at this moment, he couldn't say a complete sentence except roaring. He watched helplessly as she was dressed in red and melted into the mountain fire. He felt the fishy sweetness surge in her throat and kept spitting out blood.
Mo Qiyou finally died in the year when the emperor loved her most. He never fulfilled her wish. She was posthumously named "Yide" and buried in the imperial mausoleum. He still hoped to die in the same coffin!
