Princess Hosaku VS Hun Khan
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That winter night, I gave birth to the child of Liguo Khan early.
The felt of the king's tent was dyed crimson with blood, and a tearing pain spread throughout his body. When I was dying, I leaned on the Khan's arms and begged him to bury me in Dakang.
Soon, Li Guo's military plane map was brought to Dakang along with my coffin.
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As a daughter, my mother died for me.
As a granddaughter, my grandfather is a hostage because of me.
As a wife, I cannot be honest.
If it is difficult to have both love and filial piety, how should I choose?
Intention: The journey home is thousands of miles away, and things in this world are always difficult.