Yan Yuan, who has been writing about womb battles for a lifetime, never thought that she would be in a book.
Just wear it, she was still the eldest princess who was congratulating the late emperor. When the new emperor Xiao Yu saw her, he had to call her "emperor's aunt" in a polite manner.
It doesn't matter, she has lived a hundred years, what storms has she not seen? Pretend to have amnesia, goof around, and be a wealthy idler in the palace, perfect.
But Xiao Yu looked at her with more and more strange eyes.
That "Qing Qing" pressed in her throat, that kiss that fell on her when she was unconscious, those careful and thoughtful touches that she didn't even notice...
Later she learned that this time travel had a mission from the beginning.
What she thought was her preference would eventually turn into the emperor's cool sword after the prosperous age was stable.
Seventeen years of companionship are no match for a look back from the substitute.
She was heartbroken and left, and he was sitting on thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, leaving only loneliness for the rest of his life.
