In the eyes of her personal attendants, Nangong Xin was the anomaly among the daughters of the Nangong Family.
She was not the type to boast and treat human life as though it were nothing, but she was unlucky. She could like anyone, but she chose His Majesty. Despite all the years, she had no regrets.
The Nanchu King devoted his life to Princess Zhenmin; Nangong Xin devoted hers to the Nanchu King.
If possible, the people serving closely by her side thought that the Queen must have hoped that Princess Zhenmin wouldn't have become wed to Dawei and could have lived. After all, every living person would one day be bored and discarded by His Majesty, while the death of a person would block all women's access to His Majesty, making it impossible to forget for a lifetime.
Su Rong strolled slowly into the main hall. Upon arriving at the door, she leaned languidly against the door frame, looking at the Nanchu Queen sitting in front of a rhombic mirror.
