On the day the country fell, my father pushed me to the prince of the enemy country: "I will give you this girl in exchange for keeping my royal blood."
I pretended to be crazy and stupid in a foreign country for three years, and found out all the secrets and weaknesses.
But when he personally handed the poisoned wine to the forbearing prince, he grabbed his wrist with his backhand and said, "Princess's piano-playing hands are more suitable for holding the jade seal."
Later he ascended the throne as emperor, but half of the country was engraved with my name.
"Conquering the world is nothing," he smiled and kissed my fingertips, "I want history books to remember that it was you and me standing side by side."
