On the day I was admitted back to the Hou Mansion, it rained heavily. The fake daughter Su Yao stood on the high steps holding an umbrella and said softly: "Sister, don't blame me, mother's heart aches and she can't see the wind." I was soaked and lived in a leaky woodshed, and heard the maid laughing that I was not even as good as the dog in the house. That night, Prince Jing's palace sent a letter of marriage, naming his daughter-in-law to marry Du Yanluo, who would not survive more than three months. The whole family engraved my name on the genealogy overnight and happily packed it into the sedan chair. Before I drank the wine, Prince Jing pinched my neck and sneered: "Are you happy? I will send you on your way first." When my throat bones cracked, I thought desperately: "Please... At least survive until I can escape..." The poison in his fingertips suddenly flowed back, and he coughed out a large mouthful of black blood. The imperial doctor exclaimed: "What a miracle! Is your pulse condition stable?" Prince Jing stared at my wet eyes, with huge waves surging under his eyes.
