"I love you, but you are straight, how could I ask you to fall into the trap! I will not let you lose what should be yours for my own selfishness. So I died on the day of your wedding. My Highness, there is nothing more."
Memory: "I, Yileding, have not many followers. Your Highness, I am yours."
Reality: "He loves me, but he hasn't discovered it himself, so don't let him discover it. His wife is really beautiful, which makes me very jealous."
Intention: Secret love never sees the light of day