Rebirth of the Legitimate Daughter: Abandoning the Country Just to Protect Qingqing

In the previous life, the concubine and the prince jointly plotted against each other. The family was destroyed and the wedding hall was stained with blood. When I opened my eyes again, I was fourteen years old again, and His Majesty was about to grant me a marriage. My concubine begged me on her knees to give the prince to her, with a glint of success in her eyes. I smiled: "My daughter is willing to marry." The whole room was shocked. "But it's not the third prince, it's the seventh prince who was forgotten in the cold palace." He looked up from his wheelchair, and his eyes that had been quiet for many years stirred up a storm.