The Principal Consort

He pressured her sister to marry him, so she ran away. With no other choice, she took her sister's place and became his principal wife. His first act of revenge against her sister was to cast her aside before they could even complete the wedding rites. She knew he hated her, and not just because of her sister. In his eyes, she was a woman who would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. “You wretch, I'll make you pay with your life!” A furious shout shattered the room's silence. Ignoring the fear in her eyes, he approached step by step with a bowl of dark brown medicine. Roaring, he gripped her pointed chin and forced every drop down her throat. “You were cruel enough to kill my unborn child! I'll strip off your skin and break your bones. I don't care who you are or what family you come from. Even if I have to take this to the imperial court, I'll have your life to avenge my child!” “Ah!” A piercing pain surged through her abdomen, and she writhed on the floor. She struggled to lift her sweat-soaked head and look at the figure storming away in anger. She hadn't pushed her, yet his secondary consort had fallen. He wouldn't let her explain or defend herself. He was determined to kill her.