I dressed as the tyrant's white moonlight substitute queen, and the system mission was to "give way to the queen with dignity and die in depression" when his true love returns. I worked hard for three years playing the role of Love, and finally on the day my true love returned to the palace, I vomited blood and passed away, which was a perfect ending. Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes, I became the newly recovered princess of the enemy country. In the court hall, I looked at the tyrant's envoy who came to ask for an alliance, and chuckled: "An alliance? Yes. Condition 1: Your Majesty, please come in person to perform filial piety for three years on his deposed queen's tablet."
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Ahhh, I like this kind of stand-in story. I hope the female protagonist will torture the male protagonist well later. In fact, it's okay not to reconcile.
Ahhh, I like this kind of stand-in story. I hope the female protagonist will torture the male protagonist well later. In fact, it's okay not to reconcile.