No matter how resourceful you are, you can't fight fate.
For the very last time Concubine poured wine for her King, and danced for him with a sword, and cut her throat with it, faithful to the King unto death.
I'm talking about a lifetime. One year one month one day even one second's less makes it less than a lifetime.
You are really obsessed. Your obsession with the stage carries over into your everyday life. But how are we going to get through the days and make it in the real world among ordinary people?
The concubine has to die one way or the other.
But now even the King of Chu is on his knees begging for mercy, can Peking opera survive this indignity?