"Aren't you afraid that I will expose you?" I said coldly.

Sister sneered, "No one can tell the difference between you and me. The only ones with the power to speak are our parents, and they will support me."

Yes, as long as our parents insist from beginning to end, it will be Sister who marries the emperor. What can others say?

The emperor may have doubts, but Sister can pretend to be innocent. Besides, the emperor has always been concerned about this face.

Even if he finds out, it doesn't matter, right?

"I will enter the palace soon. Tomorrow will be the day you marry that cripple. Have a good life with him."

After Sister finished speaking, she turned and left gracefully.

As for me, I was locked in this room. It seems that my parents are busy sending off the noble consort and have completely forgotten about me.

I didn't eat lunch and went hungry until evening.

In the evening, Mother came.

The look in her eyes was filled with slight guilt.

"Young Marquis has been discarded, neglected by the marquisate. Your sister has gone, and it must be too much for her to bear."

"Mother, do you think I can bear this?" I couldn't help but retort.

"You have been strong since you were young. This bit of suffering is nothing," Mother said.

"I am strong because I have been ignored, no one cares for me, and I can only rely on myself," I said mockingly.

The guilt in Mother's eyes disappeared, replaced with impatience.

"Your sister has already entered the palace. It's a settled matter. It's useless to say anything else. When you marry into the marquisate, the prime minister's mansion will support you. If you talk nonsense outside and slander your sister's reputation, don't blame the prime minister's mansion for not caring about you."

This was a threat. She was convinced that the Young Marquis was a useless person, and the only ones I could rely on were my maternal relatives.

I was locked up overnight.

The next day, I was hastily groomed and sent off in a bridal sedan chair.