Everyone knows that I love Qiyou to the point of addiction. To what extent? Life or death, I won't marry anyone but him. I even dealt with all the women that showed up around him. Finally, Qi Youzhi said that I was schizophrenic and sent me to a lunatic asylum. Three years later, I became what he wanted me to be. He regretted it. Still kneeling in front of me, begging me. "Yun Shao, will you marry me?"
