Outline:
"I would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than blow it away in the north wind."
In the previous life, I and Zhen Huan were good sisters who devoted themselves to her, but ended up dying in childbirth.
In this life, I don't want to be a good sister with Zhen Huan, nor do I want to be the same person. I just want to live peacefully in the palace.