On a dark and windy night, she picked up a man who was seriously injured and unconscious.
That face was so handsome that her heart skipped a beat - she decided to stay and be her husband and give her a baby.
He woke up, his eyes as cold as knives. She slapped him in the face and stepped on his chest: "I promise you to save my life, do you agree?"
He gritted his teeth: "Can I survive as your husband?"
She smiled: "Now that we are married, this entire village will be yours."
For three months, she sewed him a deerskin mattress, put on a red dress and asked him if it looked good. He looked at it coldly, but his heart was moved unknowingly - but he didn't realize it himself.
Three months later, officers and soldiers surrounded the mountain. She pulled him to escape through the secret passage, but there were dark guards waiting at the exit.
He let go of her hand and walked out slowly.
Those people knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty!"
She froze. Is he the prince? The man she trampled under her feet and forced her to marry was the current prince?
He held the sword in one hand, raised her chin, and looked contemptuously: "How can a pheasant dance with a phoenix?"
She escaped from a secret passage while pregnant and opened a wine shop in a small town to give birth alone. Five years later, when his son was five years old, his facial features were exactly the same as his.
He stood in front of her and said in a low voice: "I still need one of those deerskin mattresses."
