In the second year of my marriage into the General’s household, my husband broke both my legs and abandoned me in a deserted courtyard.
All because his childhood sweetheart said I was trying to poison her.
Three years later, I knelt before him.
He looked down at me from his lofty perch, his voice full of disgust.
“Liu Yue, do you know what you did wrong?”
I cracked my forehead against the ground and begged, “Liu Yue knows she was wrong. Please spare my life, General.”
Mu Qing nodded in satisfaction.
But when he saw me covered in scars, unable to stand ever again, his eyes turned red and he went mad.
“You have to stay by my side forever!”
