If Changning
by A Small Nib
About This Novel
On the day Lu Zhaohan signed the divorce letter, he said that a vicious woman like me should die outside and not dirty his land. He doesn't know that I have run out of oil and have only three months left to live. I moved out of the palace calmly, taking only a pair of old clothes with me. Three months later, news of my death spread throughout the capital. He sneered and took a casual look at the thin coffin. Until the political opponent he tortured day and night, the current prince, dressed in plain clothes, considered himself a widow, held my coffin and kept vigil for me for three days. He rushed out of the house like crazy, ignored the obstruction, and opened my grave with his own hands. The coffin was empty except for a letter to the prince: "Your Highness, I am free."
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