The Substitute Is Actually This Prince Himself

The entire city of Chang’an knew that Prince Qi, Huan Xuan had a white moonlight in his heart—the current crown princess. For her, he had been unwilling to marry anyone else and even brought back a commoner woman from the border who resembled her. Everyone thought that the commoner woman was merely an inconsequential substitute, and even Huan Xuan himself believed this. Until one day, the woman suddenly disappeared, leaving behind a sea of flames and a charred corpse. Everyone thought she was dead, but only Huan Xuan did not believe it. A piece of his heart felt as though it had been cut out. He was willing to give everything just to find those eyes that shone like stars and were as gentle as autumn water, to find his Sui Sui. He searched for her frantically, but there was no trace of her. Until two years later, when the three military governors entered the capital and were granted titles, he finally saw her again. She sat high on her horse, calmly looking at him, as if she were looking at a stranger: “Dreams must eventually end.” She was the general of the Great Yong army, commanding two hundred thousand elite troops, and also his prematurely deceased older brother’s betrothed. It turned out that he was the substitute. It turned out that he had never truly possessed those eyes. He gripped the edge of her blade, pressing it against his face, letting the blood flow: “Now there’s no resemblance.”