On the eve of my family’s arrest and confiscation, I took a handwritten letter from my father and went to see my fiancé, Lu Zheng.
He had just won a battle, and His Majesty had granted him one wish. If he asked for mercy, he could surely save my whole family.
But when I reached the palace gates, I heard Lu Zheng’s female disciple ask him, “When you meet His Majesty and ask for your reward, Master, are you sure you don’t want to ask about your future wife first?”
Lu Zheng’s expression turned cold.
“Just because her family once helped me, does that mean I have to put her first in everything?”
“I hate it when people use a favor to demand repayment.”
His disciple pressed him: “What if she comes to ask you herself?”
“Still no. I’ve already promised to give you this reward.”
