I, Jiang Zhiwan, am the legitimate daughter of the Zhenguo General's Mansion and a well-known resentment in the capital. I married Gu Huaizhi, the powerful regent. Before they got married, everyone in the capital knew that he had a dreamy Bai Yueguang, and even hung his portrait in his study, facing each other every day. It's okay, I understand. Isn't it just to be a substitute? I am familiar with this life. In order to play the role of a "qualified stand-in", I worked hard and diligently. Bai Yueguang likes to wear plain skirts, and there is no bright color in my wardrobe. Bai Yueguang is good at playing the piano. I put the spear that I have practiced for ten years away on the shelf, and my fingertips are only for the strings. Bai Yueguang smiled without showing his teeth. I practiced smiling hard in the mirror, with no more and no less, exactly eight teeth. I'm looking forward to Bai Yueguang's early return every day. Then I can retire, take the generous "breakup fee" to travel around the mountains and rivers, open a horse farm, and raise a group of wolfdogs. Wouldn't it be nice? But I waited and waited. I didn't wait for Bai Yueguang to come, but I waited for the enemy troops approaching the city. On the city wall, I tore off the complicated skirt, grabbed the long bow, and shot the enemy's head with one arrow. In the smoke of gunpowder, the rumored cold-hearted regent rushed over like crazy, and held me tightly in his arms with red eyes. His voice was hoarse and scary: "Who allowed you to imitate others? The one I hung in the study... Is clearly the portrait of you who saved me by shooting a frightened horse in the paddock when you were ten years old!" Me: "?" Wait, boss, there seems to be something wrong? Have my KPIs for the past three years been in vain? !
