Not only was she going to marry the most powerful and respected man in Country A, she was going to bear him a son. She was going to give birth to Country A's Crown Prince.
Lifting her eyes, Dongfang Ruoli surveyed her reflection in the mirror. She now looked identical to Tang Mo'er.
She knew that Tang Mo'er was his heart's deepest desire when she was alive. A desire he could never get.
Now she would make herself into Tang Mo'er's image and present herself before him. She would fulfill that dream in his heart. She would satisfy his desire and lust.
Wouldn't that be a sort of closure?
The door opened with a click and a poised figure entered the room.
Lu Yeming was here.
Dongfang Ruoli hurried up and said in a manner as gentle as water. "Your Highness, have you been drinking?"
Lu Yeming reeked of the heavy stench of alcohol. All the noble aristocrats in Country A had attended the grand wedding today and he had been entertaining them.
