In the three years since she was married to Xiao Jue, the Northern War King, Shen Liange has become a joke.
Everyone in the world knew that Princess Zhan was born in a general family and had both talent and beauty, but they didn't know that in Xiao Jue's eyes, she was just a despicable substitute and the culprit who killed Bai Yueguang in his heart.
He fed her a poisonous decoction just to take her blood and save another woman; he abolished her proud medical skills and imprisoned her in the palace, leaving her to waste away in endless loneliness.
He thought she would always be there, like a honeysuckle plant that would never wither, waiting tenaciously for him to look back.
But he didn't know that the human heart is mortal and cannot survive the extremely cold winter.
When she really turned into a handful of dust and disappeared between heaven and earth, he searched the world like crazy, looking for a lonely soul that no longer belonged to him.
——Xiao Jue, you win. I let you go, and I let myself go. However, if there is an afterlife, I hope we will never see each other again.
