After the news came that my husband had died in battle, the emperor asked me to choose between being a widow or remarrying.
But I know that no matter what I choose, I will die.
In my first life, I chose to be a widow. As a result, I was accused of having an affair with a groom and was thrown into the pond.
In my second life, I chose to remarry, but my husband Xiao Jinye, who faked his death, sent someone to throw me into a flower house and torture me to death.
When he was dying, I grabbed his clothes and asked why.
He just said in disgust:
"It is your original sin to occupy the position of head wife. Only if you die can Yan'er marry in a legitimate way."
"Why do you compare with her?"
Only now did I know that he never wanted to let me live from the beginning.
He wanted to use my death to make room for his concubine.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when the emperor asked me to choose one of the two.
Facing the emperor sitting on the dragon throne, I slowly knelt down and worshiped, my voice clear and firm:
"My wife, I am willing to keep the integrity of my late husband Xiao Jinye and never marry for the rest of my life."
Before the emperor could nod his head, I kowtowed again, loudly:
"In addition, I have the courage to ask the Holy Emperor to issue an edict to erect a chastity memorial arch for my wife to highlight the Xiao family's family tradition and to express His Majesty's great favor."
This time, I chose to use the imperial edict to completely confirm Xiao Jinye's death.
In this new life, chastity and fame are just a passing cloud to me.
I just want him to die.
I want him, Xiao Jinye, to be nothing but a memorial tablet and a dead person in the tomb.
