On the wedding day, red silk was hung all over the princess's house. I sat on the bed expectantly, waiting for my sweetheart to lift my hijab. Unexpectedly, the person who opened the hijab was not happy Sheng but also had a bloody long sword. When we got married, in order to ascend to the throne, the prince-in-law slaughtered all my family members and bought me into the slave market and put me in chains. My mother-in-law hanged herself on the wall of the imperial city to save me.
Many years later, when the city was destroyed and the people were scattered, he was so frightened that he knelt down and begged for mercy. The tip of the sword picked up his chin and hit him in the face. He raised his eyes and looked along the sword, only to realize that the person holding the sword was me.
Behind him, all the civil and military officials shouted: "Welcome the empress to the throne!"
