A fire burned everything, and I, the eldest princess of Daxia, nailed the rebellious prince-in-law into the coffin with my own hands.
It was known throughout the city that he was stigmatized and left to die.
Until the enemy troops came to the city, my father tremblingly opened the dust-sealed coffin——
There was no one in the coffin, except for the words written in blood: Princess, you are safe.
The man came over a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and asked me with a smile: "Your Highness, did you ever have any regrets back then?"
My sword touched his heart, but I saw my trembling reflection in his eyes.
He covered my ear and whispered like a poisonous snake: "Guess, who set the fire back then?"
