In the seventh year after marrying into the East Palace, Jiang Zhuo took a concubine for the first time. I loved him for ten years and waited for him for seven years. In the end, I couldn't survive the family's hidden illness and passed away on my twenty-second birthday without being able to see him for the last time. During the days when he was laughing with that girl, I abide by my duties as a princess and worked conscientiously. I never exceeded the rules and became jealous, so he laughed at me like a stone girl. But later, after digging out the letters that I had not dared to describe in words all these years, he committed suicide by committing suicide on the day before he ascended the throne.
