Summary
Introduction:
My Eldest Sister and I were betrothed at the same time.
She chose the General’s Mansion, so I married a Poor Scholar.
Who would have thought that on the very day she married into the General’s Mansion, the Young General was ordered to the front lines and died in battle. Meanwhile, the Poor Scholar achieved top honors in all three imperial examinations, with a boundless future ahead of him.
My Eldest Sister spent two years in the General’s Mansion, weeping and clamoring to return home.
Yet the father who had always doted on her slapped her across the face, telling her that even in death, she must remain in the General’s Mansion.
My Eldest Sister went mad. When I visited her, she killed me with a Golden Hairpin.
When I opened my eyes again, we had both returned to the day of our Coming of Age Ceremony.
This time, my Eldest Sister rushed to say she wanted to marry the Poor Scholar.
I smiled.
Did my Eldest Sister truly not enjoy the leisurely days of privilege, free from household duties?