The day I entered the palace, I knew I was a substitute.
Mr. Chen Ge said that I look like his dead daughter. Let me enter the palace to deliver news for him and defeat his political opponents.
I did. Wear her favorite clothes, imitate her smiling face, and even live in the Jade Palace where she lived before her death.
Until the first time I met the Emperor, the Emperor held my chin, his eyes as cold as knives:
"Who asked you to wear this outfit?"
I thought he was going to kill me. But he didn't. He kept me and even doted on me day by day.
I thought I acted well. Until that day, I saw my own portrait in his bedroom——
The person in the painting is wearing my clothes and has my eyebrows.
But the inscription next to it was the name of the dead woman.
At that moment I realized: From beginning to end, I was a joke.
But he wouldn't let me go. He held me in his arms and said in a low voice:
"Do you think that I didn't know who you were from the first day?"
