The first drop of black ink fell on the white paper.

It was done by Panshu.

In the past, everyone in the capital cursed Princess Ning Zhao, but when the news of her marriage came out, everyone in the capital was filled with regret. Although the princess acted willfully, no one was worthy of her.

in the end.

A poor boy actually got it...

That night, countless people couldn't sleep.

The same is true for Chenque.

Like a little child, she hid in the quilt and cried with her hands covering her mouth.

The crimson color at the corner of the eye is like a blood-red abyss, with the devil's fangs and claws bared, yet it attracts people to go deeper.

"Aque..." Pan Shu was helpless, "Why are you like when you were little, burying yourself in the quilt whenever you cry..."

Pan Shu picked up the bright yellow imperial edict on the windowsill, which was still wet with ink.

——Chu Yun, executed.

The imperial edict was torn into two pieces. Shen Que held the other half in his hand, his face panicked, "Sister, it's not..."

"Sister won't blame you," Pan Shu returned what she was holding to him. "Whoever you want to kill, I will only support you with both hands, because I know... A Que is a very good emperor. If you want to kill him... then I will know that Chu Yun is a bad person... I will always stand by you, so don't be afraid, okay?"

"Then don't marry him. He doesn't love you."

"But he's very smart, and his value is immeasurable," the girl said coldly, her face slightly colder. "A relationship of mutual benefit is the only way to be stable..."

Pan Shu glanced out the window nonchalantly.

Despise the curved lips.

How could there be someone so... kind that it's disgusting...