On the wedding day, the groom and his sweetheart went to the lake but did not return.
Under the red hijab, what Mo Ayao was waiting for was not a dandy, but his cousin who was to be married on behalf of him - the foolish fifth prince who was known throughout the capital.
With the wine in his throat, he suddenly pressed her against the wall:
"Sister-in-law, I have been waiting for you for three years."
