[Entering the game with a clear head]
When Shen Lusheng was chosen to be the hostage princess, she did not cry.
She was the chancellor’s daughter, and also a pawn the emperor had placed in the northern frontier. She wasn’t always sleepy because she was delicate. Someone had been giving her a sleeping draught for nine years. She was clear-headed, clear-headed enough to notice when a prescription was off, and clear-headed enough to understand what this marriage really was.
Pei Yuan was the only prince of a different surname in the Great Yan. At nineteen, he drove back thirty thousand Northern Di cavalry, yet the cold poison of Xiliang left him confined to a wheelchair on every new moon and full moon.
He knew perfectly well she was a spy, yet he never took his anger out on her.
“You told me. So I believe you.”
