The gongs and drums were noisy, and her ears were full of commotion. She covered her face with a red veil and was surrounded by green beads, but there was no trace of joy in her eyes.
The curtain of the sedan chair fell silently, cutting off the hustle and bustle in the sky. It was okay not to listen to the sounds of congratulations and sorrows. After all, she still got married and became someone else's concubine...
The wedding sedan swayed gently, and the bumps brought out her unbearable memories. If it weren't for the chance and insight that day, she would have just lamented her ill-fated life and few blessings. But it turns out that everything is just a conspiracy. What if love is as deep as the sea? How about spending all your time? It turns out that the goddess has a heart, but King Xiang has no dream!
Give up? Easier said than done! She secretly gritted her teeth and forced herself back, trembling all over. Even though her heart was filled with despair, how could she be willing to show any desolation in front of him? He looked up, with a hint of unwillingness in his frost-covered eyes, and asked in a hateful voice: "In my eyes, what do I, Wan Liuha Qianqi, mean to me?"
His face was cold and without even a glance, he said lightly: "Chess piece."
The vast world of mortals, half a foot of youth; how can one match a bare face? Thousands of rivers and mountains! Oh, she was indeed trapped by love. She forgot to understand such a simple and easy-to-understand principle...
Chess piece? Good! Since I am an abandoned son, I will definitely not be as good as you want!