After marrying the prince and being his concubine for five years, I worked hard to find a future for him, and finally helped him become the emperor.
But after being named queen, he never came to my palace again.
My health was deteriorating, and in just one year there was no cure.
After my death, my soul drifted to the Qianqing Palace, where the emperor was drinking and having fun with his newly appointed concubine, celebrating my final death from the poison.
I secretly swore in my heart that if I could come back again, I would cut this trustworthy and unfeeling person into pieces with a thousand swords!
