Longxing Prefecture, Ruyang Royal Mansion.
"Get out!"
Zhao Ya directly swept all the pure gold head ornaments with precious gemstones off the table, her face full of anger and grievance, yet helpless. This was her destiny, a fate arranged for her since she was nine years old.
No one could stop it.
Over the years, she tried desperately to prove herself, to prove that her achievements were not because of her status, or due to her so-called Innate Phoenix Blood.
She once fantasized that through her efforts, she could make her father look at her differently and find a way to cancel this absurd marriage.
Marry the Emperor?
Many women had fantasized about this, but Zhao Ya had no desire for it at all; she suddenly only wanted freedom. She didn't want to become a resentful woman trapped in the deep palace.
To live a lifetime within those high walls, never to be free.
