She didn't care about a political marriage, but he did.
A carefully crafted chess piece, she will always be the link that determines the fate of the country.
She doesn't regret meeting him, it's just that it would be nice if this fate wasn't so bumpy.
"Xiaojin, I like you." He said.
"The love of an emperor touches both rain and dew. What about love? What is love?" She asked. She thought she had seen through her whole life, but for him, she was willing to take the path she had tried so hard to escape from.
"Xiaojin, I owe you too much, but I can't afford it. What should I do?"
"Chu Mo, if you die, you will really owe me."