"Nán Wǎnyān, you made the Empress Dowager force us to consummate our marriage with a bowl of soup. Now I have done as you wished, and am satisfied, hmm!",Nán Wǎnyān's memories intertwined with the pain, intensifying until it was almost unbearable. As her consciousness began to fade, she heard a man sneer and utter his final words: —,Two little girls looked exactly alike. The little girl on the wall had her hair in a bun and held onto the wall tightly. The little girl with two pigtails downstairs, said tearfully to her older sister, "Big Sister, I...I'm scared..."。