Our wedding was just around the corner, but Yin Jun delayed the date.
He made an exception and used illusion magic to forcibly alter my memories for the sake of my half-sister, then said coldly,
“Shi’er didn’t betray the country on purpose. She merely let the enemy learn our whereabouts by mistake.”
“Take the blame for her. Once you’re released, we’ll get married.”
He knew full well that colluding with the enemy and betraying the country was punishable by death. There was no chance I’d ever be released.
Under his cold, threatening gaze, I nodded in despair.
Later, after I was sentenced to death, he went mad and told everyone the truth, begging the emperor to spare my life.
