Summary
I died in the winter of my twenty-third year.
Not of illness. I was furious enough to die of it.
As I lay dying, Xie Changyuan sat on the dragon throne, looking down at me as I coughed up blood. There was even a faint smile of relief on his lips.
He said, “Gu Mingzhu, aren’t you tired of the life you’ve led?”
Tired.
Of course I was tired.
I had schemed my way from a concubine’s daughter to a principal wife, and from a principal wife to Empress.
Yet barely three months after I took the phoenix throne, he deposed me for being “jealous and intolerant” and made my elder sister, Gu Wanning, Empress in my place.
My sister had done nothing.
She had merely sat there quietly and offered a gentle smile.
As though bewitched, Xie Changyuan indulged her every wish and obeyed her every word.
I had spent a lifetime fighting, and in the end I had nothing.
Not even someone beside me when I died.