On the day I was ranked second, King Qin rebelled and was killed. Song Jingyu, who always sleeps in a separate room with me, said: "The night is long. I wonder if my husband would like to sleep with me at the same table?" Spring nights are short, and just when I was about to fall asleep, she suddenly pierced my throat with scissors. "If I could become King Qin's true concubine, how could I let him do such a thing?" She committed suicide by drowning herself in the river the next morning and died for King Qin. Only then did I realize that she had never truly loved me. But no one expected that we were both born ten years ago. This time, she got her wish and fell into the arms of the King of Qin, while I studied hard in a cold window and devoted myself to the country. Ten years later, the emperor died young without leaving any blood, so he had to choose the new emperor from among the vassal kings. She was dressed in fine clothes and looked at me who was wearing sackcloth and mourning. "We haven't seen each other for several years, why have you become an eunuch?" She ridiculed me, but when I followed the late emperor's decree and announced the candidates for the throne, she panicked. "Can we start over? If you abandon me like this, what does your vow back then mean?"
