In my previous life, I accidentally fell into the water. I pretended to have amnesia, hoping to tease Ji Songhe.
I never expected him to be overjoyed when he saw that I'd lost my memory.
He had someone bring over a portrait, pointed to the man in it, and said:
"It doesn't matter who I am. He's the man you've had a crush on for years."
"The emperor will grant a marriage in half a month. You must choose him."
The man in the portrait was Xie Changheng, who had recently returned home victorious from battle.
I was hot-tempered, so I tore up the portrait on the spot.
I even declared before the emperor that I would marry no one but him.
In the end, I did marry Ji Songhe.
But not long after our wedding, my father and brothers died on the battlefield.
I was left to be bullied by everyone, fighting with dogs for scraps.
My last memory was of Ji Songhe holding a delicate young woman in his arms, his foot on my shoulder.
"The once lofty pearl of the General's residence is now fit only to kneel here and bark like a dog for a bite to eat."
"Tang Siyun, you deserve this."
When I opened my eyes again, Xie Changheng's portrait was before me once more.
Lowering my gaze, I reached out and took it.
Half a month later, I asked the emperor to grant Ji Songhe the marriage he'd always dreamed of.
But he suddenly grabbed my wrist.
"You're still angry, aren't you? Angry that I neglected you before, angry that I brought Liu Huaiyue into the palace?"
I gently pulled my hand free and smoothed the wrinkles in my sleeve.
"Young Master Ji, weren't you the one who told me I was madly in love with Xie Changheng?"
"Now that I'm giving you what you want, why are you the one refusing?"
