I was forced to become a substitute for the tyrant’s beloved, Bai Yueyue.
He looked through my eyes to see someone else, and used my lips to call another name.
I played my part dutifully, waiting for the real one to return so I could collect my pay and leave.
But when she finally came back and I was ready to bow out
The tyrant, whose moods changed without warning, tore up my contract and trapped me on the imperial throne.
His eyes bloodshot, his voice hoarse, he asked,
“Who said you could leave?”
“After playing this part for so long, I know exactly who’s in my arms.”
