Everyone knows I am merely a stand-in for the Northern Liang Crown Prince’s true love.
To coax a smile from him, I would don his beloved’s favorite dancing silks and dance until my feet were raw with bloody blisters.
To shield him from harm, I would take an assassin’s blade without a second thought.
The Crown Prince once remarked, “In the bedchamber, she at least has some use.”
The people sneered at me: “How shameless, doing anything just to claw her way to the title of Crown Princess.”
I remained silent, as I always have.
Because-
The Crown Prince? He is a substitute, too.