Shen Wan entered a palace fighting novel and was tasked with playing the role of the cannon fodder queen who was condemned to death.
She worked conscientiously and waited for the divorce papers.
The imperial edict finally came, and she rushed towards freedom carrying all her burdens. She is slender but runs very neatly. Her plain clothes and wooden hairpin are like a gust of wind about to blow out of this vermilion cage.
At the gate of the palace, the legendary young emperor with beautiful features, red lips and white teeth grabbed her wrist. Qi Tiancheng had a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes. Normally, when he looked at people with a slightly raised eyebrow, he always had a lazy coolness. But at the moment, his eyes were frighteningly red, and even the small cinnabar mole at the end of his eye was glowing with moisture.
"Shen Wan," his voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible, and his long fingers clasped her wrist bones painfully, "don't leave."
Only then did she remember - the second male lead in the original novel was obviously cold and taciturn, and never showed any emotion. When did he look at her with such deep greed hidden in his eyes.
