It was known throughout the country that the third prince was suffering from a severe illness that was difficult to cure with medicine and stone, and would not survive more than half a year.
The imperial edict suddenly came down, and the legitimate princess was unwilling to marry far away. She, the fake substitute, was forced to marry in her place and was sent to the palace, which was full of dangers.
The red candle flickered, and inside the bridal chamber, she was ready to be a widow.
Unexpectedly, a group of assassins broke in late at night and put a sharp knife directly at her throat!
Everyone thought that the sick and frail prince had too much time to take care of himself.
The next moment, the usually weak husband slowly stood up, expressionless, and broke the kidnapper's neck with his bare hands.
Blood splattered on happy's clothes, and the young man's eyes were cold, how could he be weak and sick at all?
Shen Zhiyi's pupils trembled: If you twist his head, you can't twist mine.
Everyone in the world deceived her into marrying someone lowly, but little did they know that from now on, she would be the only one in the world who was the favorite of this secretive power lord.
