I am a young lady from a well-behaved family who follows the rules, but my sister-in-law called me a scoundrel under the constraints of old customs. She scolded me for an unfair marriage and ruined the good match my aunt had made for me. As a result, my reputation was ruined and I was sent to a monastery by my father to practice meditation. However, she turned around and married the prince to whom I had been engaged since childhood. I stayed in the monastery for many years and finally met my husband, but my sister-in-law, who was already the queen, gave my husband death at will, and was praised for being virtuous. I was filled with despair, my hair turned gray overnight, and I left with hatred. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when I had just reached my hairpin. In this life, I will never let anyone trample on me again.
