At first, Su Changhuan was forced to marry Xiao Ye in someone else's place. All she wanted was for her husband to die so she could escape.
Later, Xiao Ye's health improved day by day, and he finally began to notice her.
Xiao Ye: “Huan'er, how about I make it up to you with a proper wedding night?”
Su Changhuan shook her head. “Your Highness, how about we divorce?”
Later still, Su Changhuan coaxed Xiao Ye into signing the divorce papers.
“Su Changhuan, do you even have a heart?”
When they met again, he cried out in anguish, tears welling in his eyes.
She suppressed the flutter in her heart and replied coldly:
“Xiao Ye, our paths were never meant to cross. Stop clinging to this.”
Eyes red, he clutched his aching chest and pleaded:
“Huan'er, we clearly love each other. How can we be strangers?”
She raised her head, held back the tears in her eyes, and looked at him calmly as she shouted:
“What if your Xiao family destroyed my country and killed my father?”
He staggered backward in shock, then raised his voice:
“I will give you the imperial seal and welcome the Crown Princess back to her homeland.”
A spray of blood
Bright red blood flowed from his chest.
“An eye for an eye, a life for a life. Huan'er, can you forgive me now?”
