Yang Jian only smiled faintly and remained silent. During the banquet, she heard that the third princess of Xihai was going to get married soon. Everyone was happy and joked about which son of a family would marry the third princess. She had no choice but to lower her head and smile, and a thin red like twilight soaked into her cheeks, just like the night they got married many years ago. Over the years, those who still remembered the superficial marriage kept it secret, and gradually people stopped mentioning it. Therefore, they did not know that the two people who were estranged from each other during this dinner were lovers who once lit a pair of red candles between heaven and earth.
Intention: To insist on force