Shen Zhiwei's engagement was broken off for the third time and she became the laughing stock of the capital.
>She simply moved to a Buddhist temple in the suburbs of Beijing, where she ate roasted chicken and fished all day long.
>Until that day I touched a piece of cold and expensive clothing.
>Looking up, I saw a handsome young man smiling slightly but not smiling: "Girl, this brocade is stained with oil, I'm afraid it won't be able to be washed off."
>Later she found out that this was Xie Heng, the eldest son of a political enemy.
>To protect her family, she pretended to act with him.
>He holds an umbrella in the rain while she studies ink in the study, and his performance is known throughout the city.
>When the palace banquet assassins attacked, Xie Heng protected her.
>The imperial doctor shook his head: "The prince is suffering from an old poison. It's difficult."
>Shen Zhiwei pulled out a hairpin and put it against the imperial doctor's throat: "If we can't save him, I will bloodbath the imperial hospital today."
>The unconscious Xie Heng suddenly grabbed her sleeve: "Don't be afraid... This time it's not a show..."
