The hairpin was sharpened after three years of grinding - Shen Yuan entered the East Palace just to take revenge for killing his mother.
On their wedding night, her silver hairpin was pressed against her throat, but the prince who was coughing up blood on the bed opened his eyes: "Are you here to kill the orphan too?"
She failed to kill him, but was forced to form an alliance. He pretended to be sick and weak, and she pretended to be meek, and together they put their enemies to death one by one.
She thought she was hiding perfectly, until she discovered that the spy she had trained so painstakingly was obeying his orders.
On the night when her waistcoat fell off, he pressed her against the shadow of the palace wall and stroked the silver hairpin in her sleeve with his fingertips:
"My beloved concubine, I will give you half of this world, so that you can put down your murderous intention."
Before she could answer, he lowered his head and coughed up blood, his voice hoarse:
"Or... You will be alone."
——Revenge is the game, deep love is the bait. In this game, whoever takes it seriously first will lose.
