In the past nine years, I have used my blood to renew his life, but in front of me, he personally pulled out my phoenix crown with the hand that had protected my sister-in-law for half her life, and smashed my imperial edict. He said I was a poisonous woman. But he didn't know that in every bowl of medicine he drank, there was blood taken from my heart. And his beloved, who is weak and unable to take care of himself, is hiding my last life-saving prescription at this moment, smiling at me as I run out of gas.
A battle of wits and courage, talented women!