He treated me as a substitute and I treated him as a pawn.
On the first day after entering the East Palace, the prince asked me to kneel in the rainstorm to learn Bai Yueguang's taste. I knelt. He asked me to imitate her handwriting, dancing, and smile. So I did. I know better than anyone else - I am just a substitute, a tool for him to see things and think about people.
But he shouldn't have made me kneel on the broken jade to atone for my sins. The moment my knees were bloody and bloody, I heard something break in my heart. It's not the kneecaps, it's the ridiculous anticipation of him.
I'm leaving. They took away the secrets on his desk, took away the evidence that the Liu family was collaborating with the enemy, and took away what he thought he would never find in his life - the female pendant.
Later, he knelt on the tower for three days and three nights, begging me to turn back.
I asked him: "Your Highness is kneeling down out of guilt or out of sincerity?"
He couldn't answer.
He didn't know that the little girl who saved him ten years ago had a cinnabar mole behind her left ear.
And I do.
