"In the winter of the third year of Wu'an, Consort Min, banished to the Cold Palace due to the Min Family's rebellion, was sentenced to die by her own hand with a white silk sash—her fragrance scattered, her precious life extinguished."
Dujuan opened her mouth, but was at a loss for words.
"Everything started on a night in the autumn of the third year of Wu'an. His Majesty invited the Sixth Prince into the Imperial Study and, reportedly, asked his views on our Yan, the barbarian tribes, and the affairs of Qian State. His Majesty was so pleased with the Sixth Prince's answers that he rewarded him with gold and silver artifacts and also increased his princely stipend."
"The next day, I received His Majesty's Imperial Edict, ordering me to exterminate the entire Min Family."
Lord Jingnan finished the last piece of sweet potato, licked the remaining sweetness off the skin, and then casually tossed the peel aside.
