I don't want to be a pawn in the fight for power.
Therefore, I rejected the Queen's wishes and refused to be the Seventh Prince's concubine that thousands of people yearned for.
It just went full circle and she was still married to a royal man.
*
On the wedding night, he slowly stroked my face with his hand and smiled softly, "I will give you the most noble status and let you live the most humble life!"
"Hate? Then rely on this hatred to survive."
*
Half a month later, a general came to my door and took a fancy to me. Without saying a word, he handed over his hand to others:
"If the general likes it, take it."
At this point, I realized that I was just an object to him. It is useless to keep it and throw it away like grass...