Fengyang Princess Zhao Mingzhu died in the cold winter when she was twenty-two years old.
She remembered lying in the cold palace, listening to the howling north wind outside the window, and the blood she coughed up stained the plain white veil red. And her husband, General Qin Xiao, was accompanying his beloved woman Su Waner on her bedside and had never even seen her.
On her deathbed, Zhao Mingzhu thought that if there was an afterlife, she would never be a bad person who tears others apart, and she would never beg for any warmth that was not her own.
