The world calls me arrogant and laughs at me for being foolish.
I betrayed the Dragon Clan when he was stuck in the mud, and it was I who accompanied him to fight his way out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood. But it was he who, when he ascended to the throne of the God of War and was worshiped by the three realms, gave me a divorce letter on the grounds of "incompatibility of temperament."
Later, I, his first wife, who was abandoned by him like a pair of worn-out shoes, stole the family treasure for him in exchange for a chance of survival. For this reason, I sat in the cold water prison of the Dragon Clan for ten years, suffering the bone-gnawing cold.
Now, he came riding on the nine-layered auspicious clouds. With his overwhelming power, he made my father and brother bow their heads, and he personally pushed open the prison door for me.
He was extremely gentle to me and remembered all my preferences. The hand that traced my eyebrows was very steady, and the force that put on my clothes was very light. Even the words to coax me when I frowned were exactly right.
But it was this impeccable appropriateness that made my bones run cold.
My Haoyuan has never been like this...
