The night before entering the palace, my mother cried and said to me, "Qi Yue, the emperor is twenty years older than Mingzhu. How can I let her go to the palace and suffer. Once she enters the palace, she will be trapped for life." My brother said calmly, "Mingzhu is simple and not as thoughtful as you. You can enter the palace for her." My father looked on coldly and said nothing. I looked at this so-called family with an expressionless face; "I am one year younger than Song Mingzhu, aren't you afraid that I will be trapped for the rest of my life?" That night I lay in bed and just thought about it; in this case, I entered the palace and let them all taste the consequences of plotting against me.
