When I was dressed as the fake daughter of the Marquis Mansion, the real daughter was bleeding to recognize my kin.
As soon as he took out the DNA test certificate to save the situation, the prince was treated as a witch and taken to the prison.
To treat the Queen Mother's emergency, I took out a penicillin syringe.
"How dare the witch murder the Queen Mother!" The imperial doctor ordered me to yell angrily, and the prince's sword was pressed against my throat.
I stood on tiptoe and kissed the thin lips: "Your Highness, do you want to inspect the goods first?"
The tips of his ears turned red and he sheathed his sword: "Take him to the East Palace and interrogate him alone."
In the dungeon, he held my chin and sneered: "What other tricks does the witch have?"
I licked his fingertips and said, "I bet that the real murderer will be caught within three days. If I lose, I'll let you do whatever you want."
He jerked his hand, and the sound of locking the door echoed in the cell: "If you lose, I will imprison you in the East Palace forever."
At the end of three days, the dagger of the real murderer, the imperial doctor, stabbed me in the back of my heart.
The prince held the sharp blade with his bare hands, blood dripping on my face:
"If she had less hair, she would kill all your family members."
