The day I transformed into the vicious concubine who framed the heroine in the palace novel, I tore up the script on the spot.
He hugged the quilt and ran to the cold palace to live with the heroine: "Sister, the emperor is not a good thing, let's join forces to rebel!"
I thought it was just a temporary measure, but unexpectedly the heroine grabbed my wrist late at night:
"Are the words you said in front of the emperor today sincere?"
Her fingertips brushed across my belt, her phoenix eyes deep:
"Since we want to form an alliance, why not... Make it more thorough?"
