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On the wedding night, he abandoned her as if she was worn out, the holy pen personally titled "ugly appearance without salt", scolded her ugly and lowly, in vain for the queen. But she smiled and bowed. "Your Majesty is right." He was furious. He sentenced her to an eternity without stepping out of her room, and she died of old age in the Hall of Pepper. Three years passed by. The palace was in turmoil and the walls collapsed. She stepped on the blood color of the sky ramp to the temple, a touch of vermilion sand mole on the tip of the forehead, cold and desperate. "My concubine...