Whose wife she was, and whose armor she became.
The world only saw that she married her son first and then her father. Both marriage documents were filled with unethical content. Little did he know that beneath the red makeup, there was a woman's journey from the boudoir to the mountains and rivers.
Two marriages may seem immoral, but they are actually moral. One that gives her youthful youth and a long-lasting vow, and teaches her that love is like a candle, warm but fleeting; one that gives her a light in the night and a journey together, makes her understand that love is like a mountain, silent but eternal.
In the end, her life became the most stable pillar of the dynasty and the darkest sharp blade of the mountains and rivers - not perfect within the framework of ethics, but fulfilled on the blade of history. This is not only a woman's marriage history, but also a narrative about protection, growth and transcendence.
Love can be so small that it can only accommodate a pair of people; it can also be so big that it can support a country. And she used two amazing marriages to achieve both.
