What's more…
Your face looks too much like hers."
So much so that sometimes she can't tell who's who.
"Staying by the emperor's side, how do you expect the ministers to view him? Even for the sake of the emperor, you... should just end it yourself."
Yixue looked at the white silk in her hand, smiled self-deprecatingly, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes, dripping onto her trembling hands.
"Cut!"
When Caleb's voice rang out, everyone's emotions were still immersed in Yixue's despair.
People say kings are ruthless, yet when she finally fell in love with that man, she was told she was just a stand-in.
For love, she told herself it didn't matter, pretending nothing happened, continuing to stay by his side.
But now, even her presence was not allowed.
Her presence would only bring him danger.
Even if the person this man truly loved was not her.
