When my feelings for him began to change, my little imperial uncle, who had doted on me for ten years, looked at me with nothing but disgust. For another woman, he even shot me off a cliff with his own hands. I barely survived and made it back to the prince's residence, only to hear him talking to someone else.
“She had such a disgusting idea in her head. She deserved to die. Besides, she took the hit for Ruolan, so raising her for ten years wasn't a waste.”
That day, I didn't cry or make a scene. I turned around and returned to the palace to accept the imperial edict ordering me to marry into the Kingdom of Chu. When we met again, my uncle traveled a thousand miles to Chu and fell to his knees, his eyes red as he begged, “Ali, I've come to take you home.”
I simply rested a hand on my pregnant belly and smiled gently.
“Uncle, you jest. Wherever my husband is, that's my home.”
