[PS: This book is neither long nor short. It is a short story written in the rhythm of a medium-length novel. It is a pleasure to read. The full text is about 1.2W and can be read in about ten minutes]
Since I was born, fortune tellers have said that I am destined to have bad luck.
I was sent to the countryside, but my identical twin sister became a noble concubine of a country.
See, I was abandoned first.
After four years of engagement, when the husband I had been waiting for returned from the border, he brought with him a man with a beautiful face.
At that moment, I knew that I was the one left behind again.
I calmly spread my hands and said to the woman, "He—I gave it to you."
Just think of it as having rescued a kitten or puppy before.
I turned around and was stopped by his elder brother, who asked, "Shall we try?"
I thought I had found someone who could protect me forever.
But until the palace change came, when I woke up, I saw the imperial concubine's uniform I was wearing, and looked at the rebel leader walking toward me with a knife.
It turns out that I was still the one left behind.
Concept: ancient saying be