On the day of the draft, my concubine, who was "weak and unable to take care of herself", pushed me down the steps.
She took over my identity, my family, my fiancé.
The whole capital was laughing at me for being a lame good-for-nothing, but my parents asked me to take care of the overall situation and marry my sister to Zhan Beiheng, the sick man who killed three wives.
They thought I would cry and beg for mercy.
I tore the wedding dress into pieces with my backhand, revealing the gold medal for immunity from death given by the late emperor.
"I forgot to mention that my master is the Queen Mother of the current dynasty, and my secret guards have surrounded the Hou Mansion."
"Now, whose turn is it to kneel down?"
Later, the decisive and murderous King of Hell blocked me in a corner with red eyes: "Qingqing, was the little eunuch who rescued me back then you?"
