After the Grand Princess Volunteered to Marry the Tyrant, the Imperial Preceptor and General Were Driven Mad with Regret

The year I came of age,

Father had me draw from a blind box to choose a husband.

Among the candidates were Pei Du, the Grand Tutor I had loved for years,

and Shen Qi'an, the general I had raised with my own hands.

But I chose neither.

In my previous life, I picked Pei Du from the blind box.

My half-sister fell into depression and, on the day of my wedding, set herself on fire. The following year, my husband usurped the throne and became emperor, then demoted me to a military brothel.

Before I left, he said, “If you hadn't used your power to force me to give in, how would my Qingzhi have ended up pregnant and burned herself to death?”

For five years on the border, I endured humiliation after humiliation.

Finally, after my tenth miscarriage, I contracted a terrible disease, and the border soldiers dumped me in a mass grave to die.

But the great general Shen Qi'an had me turned into a living doll in a jar and sent me to the Xiongnu for their amusement.

Before I died, he said, “Qingzhi was pure and kind. Her life was so full of hardship only because she was born beneath you. I'll make you wish you were dead, and make you pay with your life!”

Reborn, I emptied the blind box and decisively chose to marry for peace,

to the tyrant of the northern frontier.