He looked at her and asked coldly,
“What are you doing here?”
Hearing his icy voice, Mo Nian felt her heart lurch with pain. She gripped her sleeve tightly and forced herself to sound calm.
“Since Your Highness is taking a secondary consort, I, as your principal consort, must attend.”
She finished with a timely smile, then continued, looking into Leng Qianyu's eyes,
“Besides, I'm still waiting for my dear younger sister to serve me tea.”
Every gesture and every word was so poised and proper that she showed not the slightest sign of impropriety, nor any trace of the Mo Nian she had once been.
Mo Nian thought that if she stayed by his side and endured long enough, one day he would look back at her.
But then came the day her sister-in-law fell before her like a butterfly with broken wings, while he held Qi Yun protectively in his arms.
That was when she realized that from the very beginning, all the affection had been in her own imagination. She tossed him the divorce agreement. There was not a trace of love left in her eyes as she said, “Let's go our separate ways and never meet again.”
She became the Mo Nian she used to be. She went to war and became a war god feared by all. He ascended the throne and imprisoned the people dearest to her.
When they met again, their blades were crossed. She said, “The way you are now disgusts me. Even more disgusting is the thought of how I used to love you.”
The one who had been by her side through it all, sharing her joys, sorrows, anger, and grief, was another young man. She told him, “I'm sorry. I don't have the heart to love anyone anymore.”
He replied, “You don't have to love me. It's enough that I can see you're safe.”
Wonderful and very good
The heroine's character is very bad, but she likes it