Summary
When Xiao Yue became the top scorer in the imperial examination, I took the initiative to suggest faking my death and vanishing. “A promotion, a fortune, and a dead wife-Xiao Yue, you’re basically winning at life,” I hinted shamelessly. “I’ve been your fake wife for all these years. Even if I don’t deserve credit, I deserve something for my hard work. I won’t ask for much. How about giving me the Cold Frost Saber from your study?” Xiao Yue looked at me and smiled leisurely. “How about I throw in another five hundred taels of silver for your travel expenses?” Overjoyed, I grabbed his hand with tears in my eyes. “Xiao Yue, I knew you were good to me! All these years, I didn’t raise you for nothing.” Xiao Yue’s expression changed in an instant. With a cold laugh, he said, “And how do you plan to settle the debt from New Year’s Eve, when you got drunk and stole my innocence?”