"You want to restore your country, and I want to slaughter mine - why not go together and each get what you need?"
On the day when Pei Yue knelt on the execution ground, she remembered two things:
My father's falling head, and the hypocritical grace of the foolish king——
Let her replace the princess and die with the barbarians.
She burned down the inn where she sent her bride, cut her face until it was dripping with blood, and sneaked into the Duke's mansion to become the lowest-ranking girl.
No one in the house looked at this ugly slave.
Until one day, she was interrogated by Xiao Yu——
"A Chou, are you literate?"
Xiao Yu pinched her chin and ran his thumb over her festering scar.
Pei Yue lowered her eyes and said, "My slave... I polished my ink for the accountant in the countryside."
"Really?" He chuckled suddenly,
"But I heard that I don't know if the princess Yongning I am marrying is alive or dead?"
Later, blood spattered three feet on the Jinluan Palace.
The new emperor held her hand: "Yue'er, can you share half of this dragon chair?"
Later——
Pei Yue stood in the court as a queen, personally reformed the Intelligence Department and established a women's academy.
The once disfigured "ugly slave" became a model for women all over the world to worship.
And the dandy prince who once pinched her chin and asked her, now traces her eyebrows every night, smiling and sighing:
"I should have known that what Madam wanted was not half of the country, but to shake up the world... She should have asked for more interest."
Intention: Strong alliance