On the first day when I was dressed as cannon fodder and a concubine, my aunt said outside the door——
"On Prince Jing's sixtieth birthday, he will send three girls over in exchange for five fat vacancies."
I chewed the sour sesame cake and asked the buzzing thing in my head:
"Can you run?"
[If you offer a sacrifice after three days, you will die.
That night I escaped through the window and was blocked by my sister-in-law at the city gate.
"Where are you going, sister?"
I patted the painting in my arms:
"Go back and tell my father - I won't go to Prince Jing's Mansion. Whoever goes will die."
On that painting was the late emperor's dragon robe and the name of Prince Jing.
The whole family thought I was a sacrifice.
But they don't know——
In the hand of the sacrifice, he held a knife.
