She was the overlooked legitimate daughter of an imperial physician, someone anyone could bully. He was a king who commanded mighty armies, beloved by the people and wielding power over all under heaven!
An imperial decree of marriage made them both think they had lost the chance to be with the one they loved. On their wedding day, her bridal sedan arrived at the gates, but the prince’s manor remained firmly shut. She cast aside her pride and wagered her whole life, stepping into the manor one step at a time...
He: This time, you came to me of your own accord. Don’t think you can leave again! And why does the way you look at me seem so improper? Are you coveting me?
She: Coveting you? As if! It’s not like you have a perfect build, broad shoulders and a slim waist, and feel incredible to the touch... Oh no! I really am coveting him!~
