Everyone knows that the tyrant Xiao Yan overthrew the previous dynasty and proclaimed himself king in order to avenge the death of Bai Yueguang.
He spared my life just because I had an 80% resemblance to his late wife.
I was obedient, patient, and careful every step of the way, and I fulfilled my role as a stand-in.
Until the night when my childhood sweetheart, Lou Yu, an old general from the previous dynasty, led his troops into the imperial city.
Xiao Yan pushed me up the city wall with his own hands, put his long knife against my back, and said with a smile to Lou Yu below the city:
"Your ex-fiance must be reluctant to let you die."
Arrows rain like locusts.
But before thousands of arrows were fired, I slowly pulled out the dagger hidden in my bun, and put it against Xiao Yan's heart with my backhand.
"Xiao Yan, you slaughter three hundred members of my royal family, kill my father, and seize my kingdom."
"Guess, am I keeping this face similar to Bai Yueguang's to wait for today, or to wait for today?"
Under the city, Lou Yu knelt down on one knee and his voice shook the sky:
"My lord, I respectfully welcome Her Royal Highness the Princess—return to the throne and rule the world together!"
That night, the palace changed hands.
I stepped on Xiao Yan's back and stepped onto the dragon throne, and together with my bamboo horse general, we governed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
