After My One True Love Returned, My Best Friend and I Faked Our Deaths

My best friend and I transmigrated into a book together.

She was the stand-in for the crown prince’s beloved, and I was the bedchamber maid of the Deputy Minister of the Court of Judicial Review.

On the surface, we were the butt of everyone’s jokes over tea.

But no one knew that we sipped tea, listened to stories, and enjoyed the company of handsome young men. In private, we had a wonderfully carefree life.

We lived in comfort like that for five years.

Then the true heroine of the book appeared.

After seeing how besotted the crown prince and the Deputy Minister of the Court of Judicial Review were with her, my best friend asked me,

“Are you leaving?”

“Absolutely! I’ve already got our travel permits ready!”

Later, we faked our deaths and disappeared together.

Three years later, the crown prince cornered my best friend in a private room at a brothel in Tianzhu.

I shoved over the folding screen. “Run out the window! There’s a horse at the back door!”

But the next moment, someone grabbed me by the collar,

and I fell into a strong embrace.

The Deputy Minister of the Court of Judicial Review wore a cold smile.

“Go on, run. Aren’t you good at it?”