In the third year of Qi County, I was given death in Zhonghua Palace. I was full of resentment and hated his ruthlessness. I married him and loved him, and tried my best as a family to help him accomplish his great cause. Today, he is on the throne and happily married to Queen Feng, but I was given death.
A spring thunder woke me from my deep sleep. Looking at the panic on Lingxiang's face, I was in a trance. Is this a dream? Did I dream of myself three years later? I'm back to the sixteen-year-old Ling'er I was six years ago. In this life, I don't want to die in such an unclear way.