Princess Yongzhao

Fourteen years ago, something extraordinary happened in the capital: at the age of forty-five, the Grand Princess of Fengyang gave birth to a daughter, Commandery Princess Yongzhao. Of course, she was doted on like a precious jewel, but who could have expected...

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Blurb: At first, Song Yu had never considered marrying Xie Yingshi.

But the emperor had arranged their marriage, and he could hardly defy the decree. He'd decided to deliberately humiliate Xie Yingshi, so the whole world would know he despised the match.

And that's exactly what he did. He thought Xie Yingshi would use her status as a princess to storm off to the princess's residence in anger.

Instead, she endured everything he put her through. Time and again, when he took her roughly, deliberately treating her like a plaything, she could only cry and beg him to stop.

Looking at Xie Yingshi like this, Song Yu thought her aunt, the empress, must have told her to pretend to be sweet to him so she could spy on his military affairs or assassinate him.

But Xie Yingshi really did treat him as her husband, serving him without any ulterior motives. She never showed the slightest jealousy toward the concubines in his household, either.

If Song Yu hadn't known that Xie Yingshi had cried and protested when the emperor arranged their marriage, and if he hadn't known that she'd once been destined to become the Crown Prince's wife, he might almost have believed she truly loved him.

Then he discovered that everything had happened because of a dream. She was only trying to stay alive, not because she was desperately in love with him.

The thought that her attentions had all been calculated, that her affection was false and serving him was merely a job, filled his eyes with coldness.

No one had ever dared humiliate him like this.

Ever since she was little, Yingshi had known that she would marry the Crown Prince, her beloved older cousin, and become his crown princess.

But before the marriage decree arrived, rumors began to spread inside and outside the palace. Her imperial uncle, the emperor, supposedly planned to ennoble her as a princess and marry her off to the heir of the Prince of Yanbei, a renowned general, far away in Yanbei.

In tears, Yingshi went to her aunt, the empress. Her aunt, who had always doted on her, merely wiped away her tears and said nothing about sending her away to marry outside the capital.

Her aunt's attitude only deepened Yingshi's worries. She woke in the middle of the night crying from her grievances more than once.

Then one day, a dilapidated palace appeared in her dream. On the bed lay a woman who looked as pale as mourning clothes, her face sallow, like a madwoman. That woman was Yingshi herself.

In the dream, she was in Jinling. She'd gotten her wish: she had become crown princess and then empress, but she was now in the Southern Zhou Dynasty.

A palace maid came in to report: "Your Majesty, I came to inform you today that three days ago the emperor ennobled the Second Princess as Princess Deyang and betrothed her to the elderly Prince of the Southwest, to be his second wife. But please don't worry. The Prince of the Southwest may be advanced in years, but he knows how to treat a woman well. He'll surely take good care of the princess."

"You must understand that this marriage is a rare chance for Southern Zhou to catch its breath. Once the princess marries him, the Prince of the Southwest will surely join Southern Zhou in resisting the Prince of Yanbei."

The scene shifted. Xie Yingshi was dressed in splendid robes again, and the palace before her was no longer the run-down Cold Palace. The Crown Prince, Zhou Rang, now a middle-aged man in imperial robes, knelt before her in panic and begged, "Yingshi, the Prince of the Southwest has betrayed us and submitted to the Prince of Yan! Save me, Cousin! I'll give you to the Prince of Yan. Father had always intended to ennoble you as a princess and betroth you to the Prince of Yan. You were meant to be his woman. I'll give you back to him."

Xie Yingshi didn't know why she'd had such a terrifying dream. Every time she thought of it, her heart filled with unease.

She didn't want to become that poor woman. So she'd do her best to become a good wife to the heir of the Prince of Yanbei. All it would take was a little acting and some patience.

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