Above the main hall, she was dressed in red and looked at the civil and military officials with an expressionless face. She raised the sword in her hand and gently drew it across her neck. Blood flowed out, blending with the red color of her clothes. She suddenly laughed, "Little Winter Melon, I will marry you in my next life." She devoted all her military exploits to pave the way for her girl. She is not that great. She only hopes that her girl can live well and be safe every year.
Concept: Love is gender-neutral, love is guiltless