On the day he broke off the engagement, I burned Qingmei's letter
Xiao Heng and I have been childhood sweethearts for fifteen years, and everyone knows that I am his future queen.
But on the third day after he ascended the throne, he made the princess of the enemy country his concubine, and pointed me to the King of Zhenbei, who was over fifty years old.
On the wedding night, I held the gold hairpin to his throat and asked him, "Why?"
He smiled and stroked the begonia on the princess's temples: "Because when she first met me, she also wore begonias on her temples."
Later, when the enemy troops broke through the city, he crawled in front of me covered in blood.
I was changing clothes for the King of Zhenbei. When I heard this, I turned around and smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty, have you forgotten? My wife hates Haitang the most."
