Snow Falls Again Tonight in Changjing, How Can Old Friends Say Goodbye?

When Shen Shaoqing once again knelt before the emperor and begged him to force me to divorce him,

I chose to give in.

He stared at me in disbelief. After a long pause, all that remained in his eyes was suspicion.

“Li Yongle, are you really being this kind?”

“Or have you realized that forcing me won’t work and decided to try another way?”

I said nothing. I took off the waist token that marked me as the mistress of the Shen household and tossed it back in front of him.

There was no other way.

I had been reborn, and I wanted to save myself.

I wanted to live.