My husband said that I had made a big mistake, so I was imprisoned in the deepest and most remote courtyard of the Chang Mansion, and no one was allowed to serve me.
As for what mistakes I made, even I can't remember...
However, my husband often visited me, brought me delicious sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, and told me about the new things happening outside, but he never stayed overnight and would leave after just a short while.
On the first day of every month, he would always bring a woman to the yard where I lived. The two of them closed the door and didn't know what they were doing. He wouldn't tell me, and he never allowed me to get close to that room.
A super short article of 12,000 words, slightly cruel
Intention: Life is never perfect
