As the Year Draws to a Close, Who Will Give Me Glory?

The late king's Consort Duan was respectful, frugal, gentle, and refined, with outstanding virtue and talent. She made great contributions to the realm and died in a ritual sacrifice, receiving the title of Noble Consort Duanning... She had been quietly making her way toward the Asura Hell, but was reborn as a noble young lady of the Ying family. When the wheels of fate began to turn, she pressed onward in confusion. For the man she loved, she entered the palace as a consort, never expecting their worlds to descend into chaos. For the man she did not love, she went to war and placed the throne in his hands, unaware that he wanted power, and wanted her even more. She was an elite of modern education, yet shone brilliantly in ancient times. She went to battlefields and entered the palace, composing an elegant hymn. A word of caution: Some of you may have read something similar before. That was an earlier draft, and the story has now been extensively revised. The later content is very different, so please stick with it!