On their wedding night, each lost in their own thoughts, they lay down fully clothed. Su Qingyue stared at the man's back on the outer edge of the bed and clenched her fists in secret: “Zhao Heng, once I've used your help to take my revenge, I'll disappear.”
She did not know that Zhao Heng lay awake in the darkness, already aware that this bride was no ordinary daughter of the Chancellor's household...
