In the middle of a deserted training ground, a slender figure stood upside down, balancing her slim frame just using the tip of her index finger.
Her body swayed ever so slightly as the cold evening wind caressed her, but she still remained steady and unmoved.
When Charlotte first heard about the different events that had unexpectedly transpired, she had locked herself in her chamber for several hours in utter shock and dismay. Every single detail she heard was a severe blow to her heart and her ego.
With every day that passed, Tang Yue was getting closer and closer to the love of her life.
While she hadn't managed to even occupy a small spot in that man's heart for more than a decade, the damned snake had easily managed to become his personal disciple.
Even though from the outside, it looked as if Tang Yue didn't care at all about being the queen consort or the official wedded wife to the Crown Prince, every single thing she did effortlessly pushed her one step closer.
