She was once a "toy" in the eyes of the powerful who could be rewarded at will.
A plague took away her nominal master and also took away her last connection in this world.
His faint "Don't go" before his death was a warmth she had never experienced in her life.
Therefore, she chose to use the most decisive method to win the final dignity for herself.
She did not die to be buried, she found her final destination for herself and for him.
Many years later, when the wind and snow in the north buried everything, only in the misty rain south of the Yangtze River, there were still two strands of souls, relying on each other and never being separated.
Intention: The snow falls without dust, and the soul returns to the south of the Yangtze River.