Marriage Instead of the Princess

I was born in a brothel, but I looked exactly like the princess, so I was forced to go to the enemy country to marry in her place. It was rumored that my marriage partner was a disabled prince, but on the wedding night, looking at the body in front of me with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, I suddenly beamed with joy: "My husband is obviously very strong. Rumors are just rumors and cannot be believed at all!" As soon as I finished speaking, I saw the man in front of me turn sideways. Behind me, a young man in a wheelchair wearing a wedding dress came into my sight. He smiled lightly and said: "It turns out that the princess likes men with such good figures."