My Maid Is the King of Hell

"Happy Wife" Cruel and ruthless "actress" ×Calm and irreverent "director" —— Do you think people here are stupid? Are everyone so stupid? No, no, no, this is an elaborate game. —— I became the most special maid in the East Palace. The prince personally taught me how to write, gave me the chance to sleep on the same bed, and gave me the exclusive favor that others would envy. But only in the dead of night, he pinched my chin and asked, "Who are you?" He smiled at me pretending to be stupid, watching me cry, and watching me struggle on the edge of sinking in false desire. In this game of chess, he holds the piece and I play the chess piece, tacitly interpreting the deep love. Until he blocked the fatal arrow for me and his clothes were stained with blood, he still held on to my knife-holding hand: "Dew is pouring, you can take this life if you want it. It's just this country, and you - I won't let go until death." At that moment, I was shocked to realize that he had already laid a plan that was more ruthless than revenge. The bet is his country and my sincerity. Should I give up the chess piece? Or his heart?