The Palm-Seal Holder’s Wife

Shen Qingning was covered in blood, curled up on a pile of dead grass. The door opened, and a eunuch came in carrying a cup of poisoned wine. “Crown Princess, His Highness has bestowed this upon you.” She smiled. “I served him faithfully for ten years. He believes my half-sister instead of me?” The eunuch said nothing. She drank the poison, and in her final moments, she saw her half-sister standing in the distance, smiling at her.