Li Xueyue felt the intensity of the onlookers' stares—like a thousand needles pricking into her skin. Worst of all, she knew Bai Tianai and her family were watching. They had caught a glimpse of the cards she possessed.
Yet again, the Emperor had gifted her with something that looked like a blessing on the surface, when it was actually hell underneath it.
She had a suspicion that this was a ploy all along—to get her to use that slip of paper. The Emperor couldn't take back his words nor could he take back the prize. It would be detrimental for her to possess it.
He was testing her again. The title of a third-rank Princess might seem like a dream to most women, but she knew her life from here on out would be paved with hardships.
There would be more suitors than ever, desperate to get their hands on the title of a Prince. There would also be more women pretending to be her friend. It was a double-edged sword, something that she was.
