"The red candle in the Jinluan Palace burned to the third inch, and the mechanical gears on Leng Dai's fingertips suddenly became hot. She looked at the face in the mirror that was 70% similar to Su Wanqing's, and finally broke the silver thread on the back of her neck that controlled her emotions. It turned out that the so-called 'substitute' was a cage made of a hundred pounds of fine iron by the regent. The moment she lifted her head, she stepped on her phoenix shoes and crushed the marriage certificate he handed over: 'Gu Tingzhen, I, Leng Dai, have stepped on this palace wall today.'"
