[Tomb of Brother Tu Jingchuan]
Then, she built a tomb for herself on the other side, where only her clothes and crown would be buried.
[Tomb of Gongyi Zi Yu]
This battle is perilous, with no end in sight. Seven or eight out of ten of her friends and family members have died. No one knows which will come first, tomorrow or death. If she were to fall in this battle, it might be hard for anyone to collect her remains, so it is better to prepare early.
Gongyi Zi Yu looked at her tombstone, remained silent for a long time, then took out paper and pen and wrote a letter. She carefully sealed the letter and placed it in a jade coffin she had already prepared, burying it in her cenotaph.
After finishing the letter, Gongyi Zi Yu took a deep breath, suppressing all sadness and vulnerability. She adjusted her blood-stained battle robes and performed the most solemn ceremony of three kneels and nine kowtows before the ancient palace gate that had been closed for ten thousand years.
