“When you saved a nobody like me back then, did you ever imagine things would come to this?” Cen Xianyue held her bloodied sword and pushed aside the weeds in the Cold Palace.
I huddled in a corner. My seven-year dream of being empress had shattered. My husband’s tenderness was poison, and his beloved was my executioner. I thought I was as good as dead, but then I saw the woman whose fate I had changed. The vicious supporting character, who should have lost her entire family, was now a commandery prince with an army at her command.
“Big sister...” I choked out.
With one stroke, she cut through my shackles and shielded me behind her. “Seven years ago, you taught me not to accept my fate. Today, I’ve come to take you home.”
Later, when the new emperor took the throne, I refused the title of empress and rode out of the capital with her. In a seaside town, she pinned the white magnolia I had given her years ago to her hair. “From now on, the world is ours to roam, and we’ll always be each other’s way out.”
