The candlelight flickered. Nan Qingqing sat quietly in front of the couch with her head lowered, twisting the handkerchief in her hand nervously.

Even in the middle of the night, the King of Yue still opened the gate of the palace for her.

The King of Yue never took a wife or concubines.

But he asked someone to put on her wedding dress and asked her to go to the wedding room that belonged to them alone to wait.

Does this show from his actions that... he wants her to be the mistress of the palace?

Nan Qingqing secretly rejoiced,

Compared to Xiao Heng who has three thousand concubines in his harem, the King of Yue who is in love with only one person is more to her liking.

She wanted to prove with facts that even if she left the magnificent palace, she could still live better than Song Feiwan.

Nan Qingqing was immersed in her vision of a beautiful future. She heard the slight sound of the door opening and reluctantly woke up from her beautiful dream.

"Qingqing."

Nan Qingqing was startled for a moment. The voice was different from what she usually heard, but she didn't think too much about it and replied shyly, "I'm here."

She noticed the hesitation of the person in front of her, Nan Qingqing bit her lip and did not act rashly.

Xicheng lifted the red veil, and Nan Qingqing deliberately covered the lower half of her face with the veil, welcoming his arrival with the best attitude.

However, Nan Qingqing froze, she saw disappointment in Xiao Yue's eyes.

"Who are you? You are not Nan Qingqing,"

Xiao Yue took a few steps back.

Nan Qingqing lifted the red veil with her hands and said aggrievedly, "Your Highness the King of Yue, I am Nan Qingqing."

She didn't know what went wrong that made Xiao Yue think so.

In a hurry, she pulled off her veil and said, "Your Highness, my face is ruined, but if you look closely, I am the one you want."

Xiao Yue looked Nan Qingqing up and down. The lower half of her face was really disgusting.

It's not about appearance, it's about those eyes, which are completely different from the person he has been thinking about.

These eyes are beautiful and very similar, but they are not hers after all.

Her clear and beautiful eyes made him obsessed.

Xiao Yue shouted outside:

"Come here, drag this impostor out for me."

The things that happened today were more bizarre than the last. Nan Qingqing couldn't figure out the reason, but since it was a matter of life and death, she showed him the jade pendant she was carrying.

"Your Highness, the King of Yue, this is the token of love you gave me. Have you forgotten your meeting with me in the palace?"

Nan Qingqing was afraid that Xiao Yue wouldn't believe her, so she hurriedly added the details: "I have kept every letter you wrote to me."

Nan Qingqing took out the letters from her bag and handed them all to him.

Xiao Yue took the jade pendant and hesitated for a moment.

This is indeed his jade pendant...how did it end up in this woman's hands?

He frowned and opened the letter. The handwriting was his, and he had never written these words.

He read through the letters one by one. The handwriting was so realistic that even he himself would believe that he had written it. What's more... there were also some sentences that he had actually written to her.

"Your Highness, the King of Yue, His Majesty knows that I am Nan Qingqing. How dare I lie to you?"

The woman's crying gave him a headache, and Xiao Yue felt irritated.

Nan Qingqing clutched Xiao Yue's sleeve and sobbed, trying to gain his pity: "Your Highness, it was the Queen who disfigured me, so you couldn't recognize me."

Queen...

Xiao Yue suddenly grabbed Nan Qingqing's hand: "You mean... the Queen?"

The madness in the man's eyes frightened Nan Qingqing, and she nodded tremblingly.

The next moment Xiao Yue let go of her and she fell to the ground.

Nan Qingqing cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes. She raised her head and saw the man's gloomy face, but she didn't dare to cry out loud.

Xiao Yue smashed the jade pendant that he was holding tightly in his hand. The fragments cut his palm and the flowing blood caused the woman to scream. Xiao Yue looked numb, as if he could not feel any pain and was indifferent to everything.

Only she would know what he wrote, and only she looked like Nan Qingqing...

That's why when he saw her, he said those seemingly true but not true words to her.

He thought she was ridiculous then, but now...

He is the one being manipulated.