Three Years After My Death, the Emperor Went Mad

I watched the people below with a blank expression. My older brother knelt beside my corpse, weeping bitterly, while my grandmother clutched her chest and kept repenting. The new emperor, Li Xiuyuan, was deathly pale, begging me over and over to wake up. My brother lunged at him and they began to fight. The scene descended into chaos, and I could only laugh at the absurdity of it all. These were the people I loved most. I came into this world pure and unblemished, offering these people before me my whole heart. While I was alive, they treated me like dirt. Now that I was dead, I had become a vengeful ghost, determined to take revenge on everyone.