On the banks of the Wangchuan River, an unknown bride stood by the Naihe Bridge, dressed in red, covering her eyes and weeping, so desolate. The souls passing by here started gossiping like in previous lives. Those who knew her said she was the daughter of a wealthy family, but she was kidnapped by bandits on the way to get married. She committed suicide to protect her chastity. Some people still said that she was actually poisoned by her husband on the day of their wedding. Every word she said was true or false. How much of it was true or false was unknown. It was worthy of the past, but it was just a common saying.