On the wedding night, even after the red candles were burned out, the groom didn't arrive. Being left hanging in the wedding room, I lifted my hijab, took out a silver needle and pricked myself to clear my meridians. After all, she disguised herself as a useless concubine and got married just to steal the general's tiger talisman.
Three months later, I succeeded, but I was surrounded by a black body of soldiers under the courtyard wall.
The legendary bloodthirsty and violent general twisted my silver needle: "Madam, when I give my king acupuncture every night..."
"Have you ever noticed that your small characters are engraved on the inside of the tiger charm?"
