Qianjincuo: Madam, She Has Turned Black with Her Son

At the spring banquet in the capital, the Su sisters received gilded invitations. Sister Yu Heng, dressed in red and riding a fierce horse, said with a smile that she would open the eyes of those ladies. My younger sister, Wanqing, was leaning against the window and coughing up blood. The silver needles on her fingertips were cold and cold: "Sister, please don't go. This fragrance... Is poisonous." Yu Heng smiled and rubbed the top of her hair: "Silly girl, my sister's gun is the one that breaks the bad news in this world." That night Wanqing overheard: "The one who wants to be destroyed is the daughter of the Su family who is good at martial arts..." Under the moonlight, she took off the crimson coat that her sister often wore, and took the initiative to walk towards the prince in the darkness.​ Sister, please show off your openness. This poisonous arrow in the dark... This time, it's my sister's turn.