He is the enemy's sharpest sword, and I am the last shield of my motherland.
When we first met, he trampled my hairpin to pieces with his horse, but picked up the broken hairpin for me in the sky full of smoke.
Later, I stabbed the poison-quenched dagger into his chest with my own hands, but he smiled and stained my marriage certificate with blood.
"Wan Yue, you are finally willing to cry for me."
It wasn't until the imperial edict of peace between the two countries came that I realized that he was actually the prince of the enemy country.
On the wedding night, he lifted my hijab and rubbed the old scar on my neck with his fingertips:
"It would have been better if this knife had been half a minute deeper."
The palace door suddenly burst open, and my father and brother stood with swords in their hands:
"Traitor! Let go of my sister!"
He chuckled and kissed away the tears from the corners of my eyes:
"Don't cry, I will avenge your blood feud tonight for you."
The fire outside the palace was soaring into the sky, and he walked towards my father and brother with his sword in hand:
"The person I am marrying today is Xie Jinglan's widow."
