Everyone in the aristocratic circle in the capital envied Shen Zhiyuan. She was born in the prime minister's palace and was talented and beautiful. She was about to marry the prince's cousin and become the future mother of the country. Shen Zhiyuan thought so too. She made suggestions for Xiao Chengji, won his people's hearts, and cleared all obstacles for him. Seeing that his position as crown prince was as secure as Mount Tai. On the eve of the wedding, what awaits is a glass of poisonous wine and a huge fire. Xiao Chengji hugged her concubine and looked at her coldly: "Zhiyuan, you are too smart and too ambitious. There is no room for a second orphan by your side." It turned out that ten years of deep love was just a joke. In the fire, Shen Zhiyuan was saved by an unexpected person - the powerful regent and Xiao Chengji's most feared uncle, Xiao Wuwang. The man who was rumored to be extremely cruel and murderous carefully wiped the blood from her face and said in a hoarse voice, "Follow me. I will ask him to pay back what he owes you, with interest." Later, word spread throughout the capital that Shen Zhiyuan, the legitimate daughter of the prime minister, had gone crazy. She actually rejected the prince in public in the main hall and turned to recommend herself to the regent. She held the token and smiled brightly and coldly: "My lord, you need a counselor who can help you subvert the court, and I need a backer who can make the prince regret his mistakes. We are a match made in heaven." Xiao Wuwang looked at her, with the madness that had been suppressed for many years in his eyes: "Okay, but what I lack is not a counselor, but a princess." We agreed to join forces for a career, but why do you always want to fall in love with me? Even if your ex is burned to ashes in the crematorium, you can't get it back. He loves me, he pretends; I love him too, I also pretend...
