The Holy Spirit granted her marriage, and overnight, she transformed from an ordinary official's daughter to a distinguished crown princess. Everyone said she was lucky, but no one understood the pain in her heart. Because she is him, not a daughter. On the wedding night, the prince arrived late and stayed alone in the empty room. The lips are stained with cinnabar, and the bed is stained with red. I wonder when he will be able to vent the pain in his heart