When I slit my wrists and committed suicide, Gu Zhenyan was proposing to my concubine at my house. He rushed back home angrily, waved his hand and smashed the hemostatic powder the doctor prescribed for me: "Yin Qingluan, even if you want to die, you have to wait until I marry Qingyao." I swallowed the sweetness in my throat and said, "Then you move faster! It's best to get married tomorrow." After all, I want to die early! After three years of trying medicine for him, my body is already riddled with poison and I can no longer wait!
