As soon as I was born, I became the most favored daughter in Prince Jing's palace because I resembled my father, the God of War, Zhao Chengyuan. He hugged me and laughed heartily, but I secretly lamented in my heart that none of the four sons he had worked so hard to raise were his own. The laughter stopped suddenly, and he backed away from everyone, holding my hand and tightening his voice. Say it again? I was completely confused that he could hear my thoughts! I pretended to be an ignorant baby and watched him go from ecstatic to pale to furious, and his outlook on life collapsed. But this is just the beginning.
