>I married Dingbei Hou Xie Lin on behalf of my sister.
>On our wedding night, he lifted my hijab and smiled: "She really looks like her."
>At midnight, the maid stumbled to report: "The Marquis has left the house!"
>I chased him to a courtyard on the outskirts of the city and saw him giving medicine to his "dead wife".
>"Marrying her is just for your happiness." His voice was as gentle as I have ever heard.
>Bai Yueguang suddenly vomited blood, and the imperial doctor said he needed the blood of a close relative to guide him.
>Xie Lin's sword pointed at the unformed fetus in my belly.
>"If the Marquis wants it, why should anyone else do it?" I smiled and stabbed the dagger into my heart.
>When the blood soaked through his clothes, he changed his face for me for the first time.
Concept: Who knows the meaning of love