The Prince Who Recovered His Memory Thinks I Am a Village Woman

I had a dream. In the dream, my husband was not a woodcutter, but a prince in trouble. He resumed his position as prince and married another princess. I am a vicious female supporting character who stalks him and plots to kill his beloved princess. He hates me so much: "A lowly village woman has insulted her innocence, and now she dares to murder the Crown Princess. Drag her down and expose her to the public!" I died tragically on the street, with no bones left. After waking up from the dream, I burst into tears. I love him, but I am also very scared. So on the day the prince was welcomed back to the palace, I ran away. Later, holding a long sword dripping with blood and stepping on the bones of the crown princess, he walked towards me step by step, smiling as gently as before: "Qingqing, why did you run away from me?"