Kites Rose in the Past and Fall Today

I am the villainess in a romance story. I stole the heroine's credit for saving the male lead, used my beauty to deliberately seduce him, and did just about every wicked thing imaginable.

But the truth would eventually come out. At the end of the story, the male lead, Xie Heng, came to break off our engagement. Through the closed door, he said:

“Yuanyuan, you deceived me so cruelly.”

He was the crown prince, renowned throughout the court for his virtue, and I had used the debt of saving his life to deceive him for five whole years.

Now that the truth was out, he had reunited with the woman who had truly saved him, while I was disgraced and on the verge of being cast aside by my family, doomed to wish I were dead.

Locked in the woodshed, I asked him through a tiny crack in the door:

“Xie Heng, are you going to kill me?”