This story is a slow burn, with some angst.
He searched for me for a thousand days and nights, combing every street corner and every place where a light might shine.
Everyone praised General Shen for his devotion, but no one knew I had deliberately hidden my identity and married another man on the day he returned victorious.
It was only when he heard me singing in a brothel, “I turned around, and there you were, where the lights were dim,” that he finally found me.
As the red candles flickered, he crushed his wine cup and asked, “Why did you lie to me back then?”
The crown prince stepped out from behind the screen and slipped an arm around my shoulders with a smile. “Because what she wanted to be... was always the empress.”
