I jinxed three fiances to their deaths and scared off countless other suitors.
I never expected the emperor to find me someone who's genuinely cursed when it comes to wives.
Xiao Zhan, the general who protects the nation, has already lost his first two fiancées.
“I'm just curious which of you is more lethal,” the emperor said, watching us with excitement.
I clung to the emperor's leg and wailed, “Your Majesty, my curse is fake! His curse is the real deal!”
The emperor waved a hand. “Your record is three, his is two. The advantage is ours! If need be, I'll have the Imperial Astronomical Bureau give you a boost.”
I was desperate.
A hired actor versus a genuine harbinger of doom: can I make it through this wedding alive?
Even worse, when Xiao Zhan and I were alone, his icy eyes stared straight at me.
“Miss Su, are you sure your husband-killing curse is real?”
It's over. He's seen through my acting...
