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After transmigrating as a target in a system mission, she endured three harsh years with steamed buns and pickles by his side. Just as the system announced "Imperial Favorability: 100%," she prepared to leave—only to feel cold golden hairpin pressed to her throat. The newly crowned emperor's eyes burned crimson in the candlelight: "With half my kingdom as dowry, you dare flee?" Shattered phoenix crowns and a yellowed divorce letter lay scattered, while blood dripped from the broken hairpin he'd spent three years hunting—the very one she pawned to buy his medicine.
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