—- ‏At the royal banquet, he stood there, looking at his sister with a mocking gaze that made her body tremble. He enjoyed knowing how much he affected her, and now the moment for his plan had come.

‏Boom... His sister fainted due to poison in her juice. He had been the one who poisoned her, but as the crown prince, he wouldn't be held accountable. The one who would pay the price was her wretched fiancé.

‏The princess woke up three days after she fainted, and she gasped when she found a paper and read it. The news was about the execution of her fiancé and his family. She quickly jumped out of bed and began walking through the palace corridors like a madwoman.

‏Her brother came up from behind, grabbed her neck with his hand, and whispered in her ear, "Don't you think, princess, that your nightgown is not appropriate for walking through the palace corridors?" in a mocking and deep tone.

‏(Your mother betrayed your father, and he is the son of a concubine. You share no blood ties.)