Concealing a Blade in Marriage

On our wedding night, he was drunk in my arms, while the dagger hidden in my sleeve pressed against his heart.

“Your Highness, do you know who I am?”

He suddenly opened his eyes and seized my wrist. “The last blade of Nanzhao.”

Later, I hid poisoned wine in our nuptial cups, and he smiled as he drank his cup together with mine.

Only when he took an arrow meant for me and fell into a pool of blood did he wipe away my tears with his fingertips.

“Will this arrow… be enough to pay for your father’s life?”