After she died, some said she was a victim of the power struggle among the powerful in court. Others said it was the mission she bore as a princess. Some said that every smile and frown of hers was like a begonia blooming gracefully. Others said that her eyes always seemed shrouded in an indistinct haze. But no matter what, she was only mentioned in a few brief lines in the history books, which sealed away the twenty short years of her life and left no one able to uncover the truth.
She was a daughter, a younger sister, a princess, and an empress. Dynasties rose and fell, but there would always be someone who remembered her, her youth undimmed.
