Your Highness, the princess is pretending to be weak again.
——But this time, she was put in a coffin.
On the night of her wedding, she "coughed up blood" and fainted, and it was spread throughout the capital that the prime minister's daughter was about to die soon.
Only the regent Xiao Yu was outside the mourning hall, rubbing the coffin board with his fingertips, and smiled: "If I play with you again, I will lose."
The next day, the princess "pretended to be dead" and returned home. When the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted, her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears, still looking pitiful and ready to collapse in the wind.
But no one saw that under her wide sleeves, she was turning a silver needle with a cold light on her fingertips, and it was touching his waist——
"Your Highness, how long will it take for my illness to heal?"
Xiao Yu leaned over and lifted her chin with the dragon-patterned jade pendant. His voice was as gentle as coaxing a child: "How about I give you Jiangshan as a medicine guide?"
Later, in the Jinluan Palace, the officials knelt down to invite the deposed concubine.
The sickly beauty covered her lips and coughed lightly, blood spattered on the imperial edict.
Xiao Yu drew his sword and solved the case, word by word——
"If she dies, the mountains and rivers will be buried with her; if she smiles, the world will belong to her."
Everyone then realized that the person who pretended to be weak was never the princess.
——Want to see how many more layers of vest she has hidden?
I want to know whether he is willing to join the game for the sake of the country or his heart?
Click to open the text, the coffin is ready, and the sweet knife is issued.
