Killing a person is easy, the rare thing is whether you can pick up the knife.
As the daughter of Shangshu Ling, I embarked on a road of no return due to emotions. Under the pull of morality and desire, I chose to kill that woman and embarked on the path of destiny.
At my lover's request, I agreed to kill his wife. However, I learned that the wife had the intention of killing her husband.
I didn't have the slightest intention to stop him, and when the other party was still undecided, I held out the knife.
So, the lover dies, dying at the moment when he embraces the one he loves.
Love is the outermost light of a burning torch. When everything is gone, you realize that from the beginning, this fire never left any room for yourself.
The main perspective is that of a woman, who has emotional entanglements with men.
This is a murder.
Short stories, super short stories, many of which are not directly stated, such as why she is the crown prince's concubine, why she died on the wedding night, and why King Yan conspired to rebel (of course he really planned to commit rebellion, but was discovered in advance and was forcibly charged with this crime)
Next door is a relatively long short story "The Woman in the Room" that has been archived in full text, with about 50,000 to 60,000 words.
Purpose: Break fate
