Once I traveled through time, I became the substitute bride of the General's Mansion.
My husband is the rumored cold-blooded and violent King of Zhenbei, Xie Jingyuan. He threw me into the cold courtyard on the night of our wedding.
I endured the humiliation, dressed up, acted cleverly, and ran the shop secretly, just waiting to save enough money to fly away.
But he suddenly pushed me against the corner, and there were emotions in his eyes that I couldn't understand:
"Qing Ci, the girl who rescued me outside Jinling City three years ago... Was you, right?"
I clutched the pear blossom hairpin that I had hidden in my sleeve for three years, and suddenly woke up——
It turned out that this wrong marriage was a result of fate that had been buried for ten years.
And I have long been his prisoner, unable to escape.
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"Death is not the end, forgetting is. As long as there are still people who remember and love... They will live forever."
"Death is not the end, forgetting is. As long as there are still people who remember and love... They will live forever."