After five years of marriage, I discovered that the man who loved me to the core had raised a son outside.
Young and delicate, very different from me.
Everyone booed: "Your Majesty likes Yan Niang, why not take her back to the palace and stay with her every day."
He looked ugly and rebuked coldly: "I made an oath in front of the Buddha."
"I will never be a maid or take a concubine in this life, but the princess alone is enough."
The woman refused and became angry in his arms, and soon the two of them were kissing each other.
"But the princess is so dignified that she won't win my heart as much as Yan Niang."
I listened to his drunken sighs, held back tears and fled in embarrassment.
It turns out that the white moonlight in your hands will really turn into tasteless rice grains.
In this case, I will leave this world and never see you again...
