The crown prince was gravely ill, and the Imperial Preceptor declared that only a divine woman chosen by fate could keep him safe.
My legitimate younger sister used my birth details and married into the Eastern Palace as the divine woman.
Who could have guessed that the crown prince would die just six months later? The emperor flew into a rage and ordered her to be buried with him.
The divine woman fell from grace, while I, a lowly concubine-born daughter, took her place as the legitimate daughter and became the noble Princess of Nancheng.
I went to see her off out of kindness, only for her and my husband to plot together to kill me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the guards came to our door.
My legitimate younger sister shoved me forward, claiming I was the divine woman they were looking for.
I smiled and accepted this windfall of fortune.
