The queen's mother committed suicide by taking poison in her bedroom. As the eldest daughter, I am not in a hurry, but the imperial sister is anxious. She sent me to the palace to fetch me, shouting that the queen had passed away and asking me to rush immediately to see my mother for the last time. I shut out the palace and twirled pastries to enjoy the flowers and enjoy the cool air. In my previous life, after hearing the announcement, I immediately went to the palace and rushed to the palace of my mother-in-law. But all he saw was the pale and cold body of his mother. However, the mother's personal nanny cried and cried with grief and anger before her death, saying that she had been abused by her eldest daughter for a long time. She couldn't bear it anymore and had no choice but to take poison. And the imperial sister, who I hold dear to my heart, testified in front of everyone, accusing me of pricking my mother with acupuncture every day. But I have always respected my mother. Ever since she was a child, she has never spoken a word of contradiction, let alone pricked her with a needle. The civil and military officials were also full of doubts, and the female officials searched for the mother's body. Only then did I realize that the Chinese clothes were actually covered with pinholes of various sizes. The imperial doctor concluded that the mother had been abused for a long time. My father was so angry that he took away my title as eldest princess and put me in prison. Amidst the endless reviling, I was raped in public and my body was fed to wild dogs. The last moment I closed my eyes, I was still thinking, how could my mother, who I respected so much in daily life, take poison and die with wounds all over her body? When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day when my mother took poison...
