The social beast is transformed into a sick and weak princess, and the start is in hell mode.
To marry is to die, and to not marry is to die.
I looked at the poison in my hand that was said to be able to warm and nourish the body, and then at the imperial edict conferring marriage to the King of Zhenbei.
Okay, let's play it this way, right?
I handed a note to the husband-to-be who was said to kill without batting an eyelid:
"General Lu, do you need a military adviser? The kind who specializes in defeating the emperor."
Later, my father pointed at me on the dragon chair and trembled: "You... You evildoer!"
I closed my mink fur and smiled slightly:
"Father, when it comes to playing chess, you still have to learn more."
Purpose: Use wisdom to break fate