I dressed up as the sickly legitimate daughter who was about to marry into the prince's palace.
It is rumored that Xiao Yanzhi, the king of Zhenbei, is vicious and murderous.
But on our wedding night, he handed me a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and said softly: "The way you steal reminds me of a certain person."
Later, I found a wall full of portraits in the secret room, all of them of the same girl.
He has a mole on his right earlobe and likes to wear pink jackets. He was rescued from an icy lake when he was six years old.
That girl is me.
But he said that she died in front of him.
It wasn't until that call that I realized that he had been lying to me from beginning to end.
But when I decided to leave, he sacrificed his life for me to come back.
"This time, it's me who comes to you."
