Dressed as a sweet heroine from ancient times, I broke into my concubine and crawled into my fiancé's prince's bed.
I broke off the engagement on the spot, turned around and pointed at the sick man coughing up blood in the corner: "I'll marry him!"
The prince sneered: "My fifth uncle is about to die, and you are left a widow?"
Later, the prince knelt in front of me and shouted tremblingly: "Fifth Aunt."
I held my arm with the man who had just "pretended to be dead" and agreed with a smile.
No one knows that this sick prince has hidden an entire secret guard camp to do dirty work for the emperor.
Now, he is mine.
Shuiwen keeps repeating the plot