On the day I married Prince Jin, my younger half-sister fainted, coughed up blood, and tried to hang herself.
Prince Jin dropped the red wedding sash on the spot and rushed to the back courtyard to hold her, putting on a grand tragic performance. He even declared that he would bring my half-sister into the prince's residence alongside me.
The whole capital was waiting to laugh at me, but I remained unfazed.
There are plenty of concubines in the back courtyard, but I am the only Princess Consort of Jin whom His Majesty has decreed he must marry.
The next day, when my half-sister served me tea, she flaunted herself before me. "I am the woman dearest to the prince."
I replied casually, "That's good, then. When the prince meets his end, you, his beloved concubine, can be buried with him."
