Su Tang wore it.
Just wear it, and even wear it on an unlucky guy who was drugged and thrown into the prince's bed. What's even worse is that the prince was also caught in the attack, and the two of them rolling together was purely a self-rescue act of biological instinct.
As soon as day broke, she climbed through the window and ran away without any hesitation.
A month later, she found out she was pregnant.
Knock it off? Reluctant to part with it. Keep it? Then keep it. Anyway, she can raise the child alone.
Five years later, she took her son An'an to build a prosperous embroidery shop in the south of the Yangtze River, and lived a happy life. Unexpectedly, a big order from the capital forced her back to this place of right and wrong - she never expected that she would meet that man in the lobby of Zuixian Tower.
King Chen Pei Jin, with overwhelming power, a cold face and an iron fist, was the most difficult man to mess with in the entire capital.
He had been looking for the woman from that night five years ago for five years, almost turning the capital upside down. Until at a palace banquet, he saw the familiar butterfly-shaped birthmark under her collarbone, and the little bun next to her that looked exactly like him——
He finally understood what it was that he had been obsessed with for the past five years.
He pressed forward step by step, and she retreated step by step. He used his clumsy tenderness to gradually break down the defense she had built for five years, and she used her stubborn independence to test how sincere he was. And that quirky little bun, An An, covered his mouth and snickered from the side, and from time to time he would help out——
"Father, when will you marry my mother home?"
