Thoughts of Spring in the Boudoir

Reborn as the legitimate daughter of a distinguished family,

I can soothe my duke father above and keep my half-sisters in line below.

I can charm the elite social circles outside and bring down my own stepmother at home.

In the prime of my youth, I shine brighter than anyone.

Who could have guessed that a single imperial edict would marry me off just like that...

To a crude warrior who knows nothing but fighting and feeding horses.

My long road to requesting a divorce begins, while the general calmly fishes and drinks tea every day.

Don't even think of turning all the music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, and flowers I've spent years mastering

into your firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea!