She was dressed as the legitimate daughter of the ancient Tian family, and Tian Miao recognized her. With a protective father and a mother, a doting sister, a brother and a sister-in-law, it was a happy little life.
But who can tell her why the sinister general He Lan at the palace banquet was staring at the old sachet on her belt? !
"Who embroidered this sachet?" A faint light flashed in the man's eyes.
Tian Miao gritted her teeth: "It's a relic of my late grandmother."
He Lan laughed, making her scalp tingle.
Three days later, the marriage decree came down. Qin Tianjian said that the marriage would be completed in two months.
Tian Miao collapsed: I don't even know you, brother!
On the wedding night, she finally understood why He Lan insisted on marrying her - this man had been waiting for her for five whole years.
What she doesn't know is that He Lan's life experience hides a shocking secret. This marriage is both honey and the tip of a knife.
On their wedding night, she heard him whisper in her ear: "Miaomiao, you can't run away in this life."
