Yao Ying didn't know until the day she married into Prince Ruinan's palace that she was the substitute for the former princess Qi Ruyu who died young.
Not only was he a substitute, but he also had a step-son who was only two years younger than himself.
She is open-minded. She is already married, so she might as well adjust her mentality in time.
If it weren't for this face that looked exactly like Qi Ruyu, and his humble background, he would never have been able to climb the ranks of the palace for eight lifetimes.
Now she is a serious Princess Ruinan, living like a human being with her parents, sisters and brothers. She doesn't care about feelings or whether she loves her or not. It is serious to get the benefits in her hands as early as possible.
Li Sheng, the king of Ruinan, was often sick and troubled, but she was an easy-to-serve master. Li Sheng loved her face, and the young prince Li Zhan was also respectful and polite to him.
As if that wasn't enough, Li Sheng even invited Yao Ying, Princess Qi's mother's family member, as her adopted daughter. Later, she learned all the poetry, dance, music, tea art, and aromatics that Qi Ruyu was good at during her lifetime.
The servants all said that the prince missed his former princess and became ill, and Yao Ying was pitiful as a substitute, but only Yao Ying knew, and Li Sheng had always known the difference.
In countless midnight dreams, he never failed to call her name.
Since she knew deep down that they were two people, why should she act the same as before? She didn't quite understand.
Who exactly was Qi Ruyu and how she died that year? She pieced together the truth from the gossip among everyone in the palace, and suddenly understood why Li Sheng needed her to be this substitute.
Yao Ying packed up her gold and silver and prepared to run away overnight.
The moment he jumped off the courtyard wall, Li Sheng clapped his hands under the wall.
"Why are Yu'er in such a hurry to leave again?"
"This time, my husband has prepared a more comfortable coffin for you."
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Yao Ying wiped the blood from her eyes expressionlessly.
"She is pure and pure jade, but she never had the right to choose her destiny. She can only be shattered into pieces in your fight."
"I don't want to be made of jade. I have always been a stone born in a mud puddle. Anyone who tries to stop me will be smashed to pieces."
Intention: the character of the substitute
