When the imperial edict came, she took the initiative to ask for marriage, willing to marry for the Lord and become the princess of the sick seventh prince.
Not for glory and wealth, not for repaying kindness, just for an unknown plan in her heart.
Since then, she has stepped into a misty royal palace and walked a step-by-step path.
Until about a year later, King Xiao, who people thought could not live more than nine months, stood with her on a high place and calmly extended his hand to her.
"You and I are both people who have been tricked by fate. Why not join hands to reverse our destiny?"
She stared at his clear and fair face and deep smiling eyes, and raised her lips in a smile.
"Okay."
The palms of the hands touch each other and the fingers interlock.
Who stole love? Who lost their heart again?
Can the love that grows over time be able to defeat old and new grudges?
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