Summary
This is the tenth year since I died.
A steady stream of commoners has been coming to my tombstone to pelt it with rotten cabbage.
As they throw, they hurl curses, praising the Emperor’s benevolence, the prosperity of Daliang, and the wisdom of the Crown Prince.
Then, they curse me to be reborn into the Animal Realm in my next life.
Ten years, and they still haven’t learned any new insults.
They shout the same things every single time.
I suppose no one would have imagined that the soul of the wicked Princess Royal Liuyue would linger after death, sitting atop her own gravestone for ten whole years.