You are dead.
Died by five horses.
Because you are ugly and jealous, and your virtue is short and deficient.
Because you are a woman and a man, you are jealous of those favored Yingying Yanyan, and you can't stand the whispers behind the palace's back.
Because before you gave birth to an heir, you murdered the prince who was not your son, shaking the foundation of the country.
Because you brought trouble to the palace, kept a male favorite privately, deceived and killed him.
Because you promoted your relatives, disrupted the imperial court, triggered rebellion, and ultimately led to the destruction of the country and your death.
When the rebels invaded, you were still with your male favorite Yun Yu.
So you, as the culprit, were put on the execution stand.
Amid the severe pain and tearing, his consciousness sank into boundless darkness.
After death, hearing is the last thing to dissipate.
"Chun Yu Bingrao? Tsk tsk tsk~"
You heard a duck-like sound calling your name. It's probably those unscrupulous people who are celebrating your dismemberment...
"Look at her life account books, she is all about herself and does many evil things. She really treats our underworld as a trash can, doesn't she? She accepts everything?"
It turns out to be a ghost... You thought they were rebels. You breathed a sigh of relief.
Etc! What? !
Before you could be surprised, another voice suggested: "Hey! I have an idea."
As we all know, three fun people will automatically create an idea king.
"What? Brother Demon, tell me?"
"Let's make her a fairy!"
"Oh?!"
"Huh?!"
"How's it going?"
"Haha!"
"Laughing to death!"
So, you were reborn——
Intention: On traces or on heart
