After Being Entangled by the Prince, the Fake Show Was Really Done

She is known as Shadowless Yama, a mysterious killer who kills invisible people. By chance, I learned that there was another hidden reason behind the death of my parents twelve years ago. I deliberately fell into the trap of the current prince, and used his trick to enter the East Palace. The prince, who was famous for massacring an entire mountain, became violent and violent. In order to use her hand to eliminate powerful officials, he poisoned her and forced her to become his knife. In front of others, she and him were as glued together as each other, their affection was endless, they were like a pair of birds made in heaven, making others envious. But behind the scenes, she is just a blade tied by a chain. She didn't resist, but bit the corner of his lip and told him that if he offended her, he would definitely die one day, even if they died together. Later, the blade trapped by the iron chain broke through the barrier, and when the blade was pointed at him, he actually took the first step and vomited blood and fell to the ground. "It turns out there are more ruthless people in this world than Gu." —— During the day she pretends to be his lover, and at night she acts as his sharpshooter. He put his arm around her shoulders and she smiled in response. He feeds her food and she bites when she opens her mouth. He said in front of others, "This is a lonely person." But as she continued to act, she realized something was wrong. His murderous hand was shaking when she was injured. She casually said it was cold, and the next day there were ten more fox furs in the East Palace. She asked him: "If everyone is killed, when will you let me go?" He looked at her, and for the first time he didn't sneer: "Let you go? You are too naive." —— [Cold-blooded killer heroine × sinister puppet prince] Reading guide: Fake it, make it real, pull it to the extreme Reversal warning: Who killed the dead body under the Shadowless Yama sword? Intention: You don't have to grieve alone, your freedom will be yours