At night, the lights of the palace gradually dimmed, but only the lights in the glass painting room were still on.

The face as white as jade was filled with countless sorrows. is only at the age of seventeen, but there is a sadness that does not match his age.

There weren't many women in the palace, so she couldn't even find anyone to talk to. In a foreign country, it's a pity that she married to the wrong country. But she fell in love with him at first sight.

"Da Da Da-" The silence of the palace brought the sound of horses' hooves into her ears.

Is he back? A smile suddenly appeared on the face of the glass painting, and I was relieved that he returned home safely.

She walked over to the candlestick, blew lightly, and the light went out.

"Waiting for the king again?" A beam of fire lit up in the dark night, and a slender figure loomed.

"You know, Lord Wang?" She was stunned, and her already thin body shook.

"Li'er, over the years, this king is too suspicious." His tone was tender like never before, and when he put his arms around her waist, he realized that this woman was so fragile.

At the beginning, she married him as a princess in a foreign country, and he was only suspicious of her. After all, no one knows the identity of the glass painting, so she is just the substitute marriage of Princess Xuanguo. But in the past three years, although there is no skin to skin, but as careful as him, how can he understand the mind of the glass painting, and how can he not understand his own thoughts? After missing the wind and snow for three years, this time, he said that he would not retreat from anything.

"Li'er." He gently took her in his arms, letting her tears wet the hem of his shirt.

"Lord Wang, is this a dream?" The trembling voice softened Long Junxie's long-sealed heart.

"It's not a dream." He softened his voice, "You are the concubine of this king, the only concubine of this king." ”

The only concubine? She remembered the first time she saw him before she married him.

That year, she was only ten years old, and for the first time, a sincere smile appeared on her childish face. He was fifteen years old, only at the age of Jilu, but he was so eye-catching. Hunting competition, among the princes, he stood out. His confident smile is even clearer today. At just one glance, she sank from then on, buried in this love at first sight.

She knew that with her identity, she was not worthy of such a good him. It's just that he didn't expect that he would become her husband after a mistaken marriage.

Everything was just sudden, the happiness she longed for came true, she was happy, but she was also full of sorrow.

At the age of fourteen, with joy and shyness, she married into the palace.

Sitting in a new house, with anxiety comes with it. She had the impression that she had never been as nervous as she had been. The congratulatory voices outside the room were endless, and the laughter and laughter of the guests were never more comfortable than ever in her opinion.

Time passed, and I don't know how many hours had passed, but the sound outside the room was almost gone. The people were cleaning up the scraps, and the sound of the dishes colliding made her anxious for a while.

It was getting late, and I couldn't see her affection.

"Hey, did you hear that? The woman the prince married was actually not the princess of Xuanguo. ”

"Not Princess Xuanguo?! That she"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Since she is not the princess of Xuanguo, the prince will divorce her sooner or later, so why do we need to treat her as a princess."

"Yes, if you want to talk about the princess, I think it must be Miss Murong. Miss Murong is better than this imposter in terms of knowledge, identity, and treatment of others. ”

"Let's be quiet, we are all subordinates working in the palace, no matter how you say it, she is still our master."

After these words, everyone was silent and quickly cleaned up the sundries in the hall.

Her ears were very good, and the voices of the people under her ears were in her ears, and her heart was chilled in an instant.

The gentle and considerate sweetheart in her dreams is a thin lover who abandons her on the wedding night, how can she accept it because she is ignorant of the world?

The bright red wedding dress stung her eyes, and she removed the red hijab, and a sad breath surged in her heart.