A year before my coming-of-age ceremony, I was embroidering my wedding dress when I accidentally pricked my finger. Before I could stop the bleeding, strange mechanical voices suddenly filled my ears.

[Ahhh, Xie Wanning is so stupid, still embroidering her wedding dress!]

[Stop liking the crown prince—he’ll kill you!]

[Waaaah, such a beautiful and kind female supporting character, but Yuan Sheng doesn’t deserve her! How dare he!]

That night, I had a terrible dream.

I dreamed that Crown Prince Yuan Sheng went out for training and brought back a pregnant woman.

To marry her,

he personally framed my entire family, leading to our beheading.

My father had been honest and upright all his life, yet he was branded with eternal infamy because of me.

I woke up crying from the dream.

The first thing I did when I opened my eyes was to ask for a divorce from the crown prince.

But he refused.

…

I was the daughter of the Prime Minister, raised since childhood to be the crown princess. When I was young, I was often sent to the palace to accompany the crown prince.

He had always treated me well, and even as a child, I’d vowed to marry no one but him. Everyone expected us to wed on my coming-of-age day, doubling the joy.

Until a year before that day, as I happily embroidered my wedding dress, I pricked my finger carelessly—and suddenly, those voices echoed again.

I was terrified. I asked who was speaking, but no one replied. They seemed to be talking to themselves.

[Ahhh, Xie Wanning is so stupid, still embroidering her wedding dress!]

[Stop liking the crown prince—he’ll kill you!]

[Waaaah, such a beautiful and kind female supporting character, but Yuan Sheng doesn’t deserve her! How dare he!]

I frowned, confused by their words. Their chatter gave me a headache, and that night, the nightmare returned.

Yuan Sheng came back from his training with an unknown woman. In the end, he framed my family for treason, and they lived in glory by riding on my family’s reputation. I was locked in a dark, damp dungeon and tortured to death. I watched helplessly as he walked away with his new wife, and Yuan Sheng even glanced back at me with a cruel look.

In the next moment, I jolted awake. I couldn’t tell if the dream was a prophecy or if those strange daytime voices had seeped into my subconscious.