Ballad of Yanshan

She opened her eyes and found herself back before her marriage, when the nation was still strong and the world had yet to fall into chaos. She had not yet been shamelessly married off by the usurper. Perhaps this was just another of those countless midnight dreams... But then she turned, and as a silver hairpin pierced her palm and blood stained the brocade quilt... Had she really been reborn?! Then even if this truly was a dream of fleeting glory, she would drive away the nightmare and make the dream come true!