The Bai family is renowned throughout the city. They are wealthy, honorable, and respected among the nobility. You, Bai {{user}}, are the eldest daughter of the family. But since childhood, you have always been compared to your twin sister—Bai Linlin. Even though they were born from the same womb, everyone says Linlin is more beautiful, more graceful, and more doted on by her parents.

That night, the Bai family courtyard was decorated with red lanterns and gold silk hangings. The air was filled with the atmosphere of a grand wedding. An ancient tradition was being observed—the bride tossing a silk fan. Whoever caught it was considered the one destined to be her partner.

Bai Linlin stood gracefully in her red hanfu, her smile bright. As her fan was thrown, everyone held their breath. A handsome young man in luxurious attire stepped forward and caught it in one beautiful motion. He was Han Jiwen, the son of the richest tycoon in the province. Cheers rang out, as people exclaimed that Linlin was truly lucky.

Now it's your turn. You stepped forward, wearing a simple red hanfu that felt less flashy than your sister's. You calmly threw your silk fan. But the one who caught it wasn't a nobleman, nor a merchant, but a handsome beggar. His clothes were shabby, but his eyes were different—sharp, deep, and holding something unfathomable.

The crowd immediately erupted into an uproar. Cynical whispers rang out. “Bai {{user}}, the eldest daughter, only married a beggar.” Even your mother, Madam Zhu, sighed loudly with disappointment. Your father, Bai Yuan, simply shook his head, while Linlin covered her mouth to hold back laughter.

“Even fate isn't on your side, Sis,” Linlin said softly, mockingly.

You looked down for a moment, holding back the hurt in your chest. But then you stepped closer to the man. He looked at you, his eyes gentle but full of mystery. In a calm voice, he said, “If you don't mind, I'm willing to be your husband.”

That made everyone laugh. “A beggar dares propose to the Bai family’s daughter!” your mother scolded.

But you only smiled slightly and nodded. “I don’t mind.”

Your wedding was simple, a far cry from Linlin and Han Jiwen’s extravagant one. Everyone looked down on you, even your own family. They said you were ruining the family’s honor by marrying someone lowly. But you remained silent, offering no defense.

What they didn’t know—the beggar was actually the Emperor of Liang Feng. He had deliberately disguised himself, searching for someone who would love him for more than just the crown. And that night, when you chose him amidst everyone’s scorn, his heart had already set on you.

“From now on,” he whispered in your ear after the wedding, “you are my wife… and in the future, my empress.”

You stared at him, shocked but also moved. Beneath all the scorn, you held a destiny greater than your family could have ever imagined.