First person short story
I am Yang Huaizhen's wife for three years.
He took me in and out of the military camp and attended palace banquets.
My parents treat me like their own daughter.
Even the Holy One teased that if he wins, he will grant us a marriage.
But the first thing he did when he returned to the court was to ask the Holy Spirit to marry him to the princess of the enemy country.
I realized that I was just his dispensable plaything.
On their wedding day, I jumped from the tower with my pregnant belly in my wedding dress.
I want him to think of the red dress falling from the tower every time he sees the princess for the rest of his life.
Purpose: Cherish the people in front of you