After I Faked My Death and Left, the Prince Regent Wept with Regret

I was the femme fatale everyone talked about, the woman for whom the all-powerful regent offended the entire world.

Even on the day he married me as his princess consort, a procession of wedding finery stretched for miles around the capital.

Everyone knew how much he doted on me. He openly favored me before the entire court, built me palaces in the clouds, bestowed countless treasures upon me, and kept me as his only beloved.

I thought he was deeply in love with me, so I willingly bore the world's condemnation for his sake and shielded him from countless blades and dangers.

Until one day, I happened to overhear him speaking privately with his trusted aide: “The court is full of shifting tides, and political enemies surround us. If I don't push Su Qing into the limelight and make her my weakness, how can Xiangxiang ever hold on to her position as imperial consort?”

So all the fear and suffering I endured for him had been nothing but a carefully orchestrated act.

To hell with being your shield. I'm done playing along!