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A sudden downpour fell. Inside a thatched hut, Princess Li Conghuan of Zizhou gave birth to a stillborn child, her face pale, while her lover was nowhere to be found. Li Conghuan rushed outside despite her weak body, only to see the distant figure of her lover, the second prince of Qingzhou, Mo Jin,
A sudden downpour fell. Inside a thatched hut, Princess Li Conghuan of Zizhou gave birth to a stillborn child, her face pale, while her lover was nowhere to be found. Li Conghuan rushed outside despite her weak body, only to see the distant figure of her lover, the second prince of Qingzhou, Mo Jin, riding away on horseback and abandoning her. She tried to lead a horse from the stable but collapsed due to exhaustion. As the horse’s hooves trampled the ground and her lover rode away, Li Conghuan was left with nothing but confusion and hatred in her heart.
A year later, in the Qingzhou palace, the emperor sat on the throne, presiding over the wedding of the eldest prince of Qingzhou, Mo Yan, and Princess Li Conghuan of Zizhou. The second prince, Mo Jin, attended with a cold expression, indifferent to the ceremony. As Mo Yan lifted the bridal veil to kiss the bride, Mo Jin’s wine cup slipped from his hand as he stared intently at the bride—it was his former lover. During the celebration, Li Conghuan served the traditional wedding tea, while Mo Jin restrained himself with every gesture, pretending not to know Li Conghuan. She smiled brightly, but as Mo Jin drank the tea, he only tasted bitterness... It turns out that the marriage between Li Conghuan and Mo Yan was nothing more than a mutual agreement. Each had their motives—one for power, the other for revenge...
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