When I was ten years old, the prince rescued me from the hands of the nuns in the brothel, saving me from the fate of becoming a prostitute.
I fell in love with him for that and saw him as my salvation.
When he was framed by the Crown Princess and captured in the enemy camp, I was the one who rescued him desperately.
In order to protect him back to Beijing, I pretended to be crazy, kowtowed and begged for food.
In front of the Buddha in the ruined temple, he promised that if I went to Beijing smoothly, he would marry me.
