Original subtitles

Ji Jiu,

calm down.

How did you

get your eye disease?

[By the mandate of heaven,]

[the Emperor decrees:]

[Consort Liu]

[practiced the Nanyu witchcraft]

[in the palace,]

[bewitching the Emperor]

[and disrupting the harem.]

It is hereby decreed

that she be sentenced to death,

to be carried out immediately.

By imperial decree.

His Majesty cherishes me so much.

How could he bear to kill me?

Zhao,

let me see His Majesty one more time.

Just one more time.

Mother.

You can't kill me.

I...

I gave birth to a prince.

Mom, mom.

No.

Since then,

I can't see any color.

Life in the palace

is getting harder and harder.

Maybe I shouldn't

have been born.

I was just a tool

my mother used

to gain favor with my father.

After her death,

my father despised me,

my brothers looked down on me,

and even these servants

dared to bully me,

humiliate me,

and take pleasure in degrading me.

I also sought help from others and gods,

But it was useless.

They thought I was weak,

so they bullied me even more.

Later, I realized

that as long as I hold a sword,

they won't dare to bully me.

I don't care how they see me,

disgust

or pity,

as long as they're afraid of me.

Mr. Chun,

perhaps

what I see

is the true color of this world.

Black and white,

cold and uninteresting.

Ji Jiu,

fighting violence with violence

is never a good solution.

Your eyesight wasn't born this way,

so it should be curable.

Haven't you sought treatment?

My father consulted many doctors,

but all said

my eyes

were beyond help.

A healer once said

if someone

cried for me sincerely,

their tears

could cleanse my eyes

and cure my condition.

I don't believe

in such nonsense anymore.

Besides,

even if it works,

who in this world

would sincerely cry

for someone like me?

Mr. Chun,

I've long given up hope.

Don't talk like that.

You will.

You will.

My ninth brother was well-behaved

and adorable since childhood.

My father liked him very much.

But after the death of Consort Li,

my father took out his anger on him

because of the sorcery.

He was neglected for several years.

I was too young at that time

to treat him well.

His life was very hard.

From then on,

he became cold.

But I know,

the resentment he shows

is not his true nature.

He's just too afraid of being hurt,

so he sets up defenses first.

Harmful to both himself and others.

Do not alter mortal fates with magic.

What kind of dream

made you feel so bad?

My Lady,

I'm here again.

They all said

praying to the God

can make wishes come true.

Will you make

my wish come true?

Why don't you help me

though I've begged you for so many times?

It's getting colder,

but they still

refuse to give me warm clothes.

In the morning,

they only give me

a bowl of cold porridge.

Madam,

I'm really cold and hungry.

I want to see my father,

but they won't let me go.

They even pushed me

and hit me.

Please help me.

Give me a warm coat

and something to fill my belly.

I haven't been well-fed

or well-dressed for a long time.

Madam.

Can I

have this fruit?

If you don't answer,

I'll take your silence as consent.

My...

My Lady,

why won't you help me?

I'm so cold.

It hurts so much.