Wedding Day Betrayal

Synopsis

On our wedding day, the prince held a knife to his neck. He demanded I allow a concubine to marry him with me. "If she cannot be recognized as my consort, I'd rather this hall run red with blood!" he shouted. All the guests were waiting for my humiliation, betting I would swallow my pride for the princess's dignity. I lifted my veil and kicked over the wedding brazier. I said, "Since you value loyalty and love so much, I'll honor your deep feelings." With a wave of my hand, all one hundred wedding gifts were carried away. Seeing the empty hall, the prince finally panicked.