The Concubine Often Marries on Behalf of the Concubine: the Princess Is Not Easy to Mess With

The bride wasn't supposed to be her, just because she was his favorite daughter, so she became the surrogate bride, the concubine of his mortal enemy. On the wedding night, he didn't show up, but she had already changed into her wedding clothes. She didn't worry. On the first day of their wedding, he didn't show up but sent her to a side courtyard. She wasn't angry. On the second day of their wedding, he didn't show up, so she went to look for him, but she saw him embracing tenderness. She wasn't angry. On the third day of the wedding, he didn't show up and she went back to her mother's house alone. She didn't hate it. She has no expectations for him, no complaints, no hatred and no love. He has someone to love, which is good, really good. She originally married for her mother. Being able to live her life quietly is her greatest hope. Living alone in the deserted courtyard, she didn't hate, didn't complain, and didn't ask for anything, but why was she still being bullied by them after she had tolerated everything? Finally, after time and again, she became furious and said, "Damn it, if I don't show off my power, you think I'm a sick cat!" Tolerance is for the sake of tolerance, but when the mother she loves most leaves her, what else can tug at her heartstrings? Turning her hands to make clouds and turning her hands to make rain, she is the master of this world. . . .