The Seventh Prince was ambushed and left unconscious. The Imperial Preceptor divined that the legitimate daughter of the Sun family could bring him good fortune through marriage.
When the imperial decree arrived, my parents told me to take my younger sister's place as the bride.
Instead, I shaved my head and entered a convent.
My parents had no choice but to send my legitimate younger sister to the wedding in tears.
That very night, my sister was tortured to death by a thousand cuts for attempting to assassinate the Seventh Prince.
All 180 members of the Sun family were sentenced to death. I alone was saved by my fiancé, who used our family's ancestral iron certificate of pardon.
I thought he loved me deeply, but he threw me into a beggars' den to be abused and humiliated.
“If you hadn't refused to take her place at the wedding, Qingqing wouldn't have died! I'll make you wish you were dead!”
So his supposed devotion had only ever been about revenge.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment the imperial decree arrived.
I smiled and married into the Eastern Palace. Yet everyone wept and knelt, begging me to forgive them.
