In the last life, someone else stepped on her bones and took the position of princess that she dreamed of. The companionship of a young couple for more than ten years is not worth that person's words. She has a noble status and must not be wronged. The phoenix crown is decorated with lavender, the gongs and drums are noisy, and the sky is filled with red makeup. What was supposed to be hers, his promise, was now replaced by a cup of poisonous dove, which penetrated the intestines and belly, and the fragrance disappeared.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
