He Handed the Book to Li and the Prince Knelt in the Rain for Three Days.

After three years of marriage, I am the most obedient princess in the capital. When he was drunk, he called Bai Yueguang's name, and I poured tea for him. He brought back a concubine who looked similar to me, and I arranged the courtyard with a smile. When the concubine broke my grandmother's belongings, he said coldly - "Is a dead person's belongings worth shouting about?" I bent down to pick up the pieces, my fingertips were cut and blood dripped on the ground. He didn't glance at it. Until the day Bai Yueguang returned to Beijing, he came to pick her up in person, embraced her in public, and said to me: "You are just a fake, recognize your identity." I knelt down and said in a calm voice, "I obey my command." That night, I put all the records of the knife wounds I had shielded for him in the past three years, the prescriptions I had given him, and the Buddhist scriptures I had copied for him into a wooden box and placed them at the door of his study. Attached is a piece of paper and a letter, the last line of which is eight characters—— "If there is an afterlife, I wish I would never see you again." He sneered: "If you play hard to get, you will be back in three days." On the seventh day, he kicked open the door of my courtyard, but there was no one inside. There was only one letter left on the table, and when opened it there was only one sentence: "My lord, your substitute Bai Yueguang submitted his resignation today." It rained heavily that night, and he knelt in the empty courtyard, soaked to the skin, and screamed at the closed door. And I, thousands of miles away in the south of the Yangtze River, took off my hair full of pearls and showed a long-lost smile. ——It turns out that if you don't act as someone's substitute, your breathing will be sweet.