Shen An, the daughter of the Taifu, died.
The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear a burst of noise coming from outside the mansion. It was the people in the city welcoming the third prince's triumphant return.
And she finally closed her eyes amidst the frolic.
The writing is poor, a short story for practicing writing. Don't get your hopes up. It's all nonsense. Don't worry, I'm happy writing.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you