She cried softly, "You can't treat me like this, I have nothing but you, everything I did was to be with you forever. If you abandon me, I have no way to live on!"
Jie Zhonglin sat in the chair, his head turned to one side, not looking at her.
His own life was ruined by such a woman, how could she be discontent? And how could he?
Having lost a pearl and yet cherishing a fish eye as a treasure, that was exactly him.
While crying, Concubine Du slowly crawled toward Jie Zhonglin, her hand hidden under her robe tightly gripping a sharp dagger.
What she couldn't have, she wouldn't let others have either.
She bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with madness, determined to perish together with Jie Zhonglin.
Don't blame me—it's all your fault, you forced me into this.
If we cannot live together, then let us die together. That would be better.