When I was chosen as the Crown Princess, I was still coughing up blood on my sickbed. Before entering the palace, my nanny taught me etiquette for three months, saying that the Crown Princess should be dignified and composed, able to keep the concubine in check. I kept these words in mind. On our wedding night, the concubine indeed came to cause trouble, trying to drag the Crown Prince away. Remembering my nanny's words, I immediately stepped forward despite my illness: "Your Highness, today is our wedding day, how can you leave?" The Crown Prince looked at me with difficulty, and I had a sudden inspiration, coughing up blood and collapsing into his arms. The concubine trembled with anger: "You..." She stopped mid-sentence, suddenly seeing my pale face, and her voice caught in her throat. After a long while, she collapsed...
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