C402 Death is bound to the fingers of one's hand

Seeing that her plan had failed, Shui Qingyan sighed and regained her composure. Then she sat down on a stool, a hint of caution appearing between her brows. "The late emperor bestowed the marriage on you, unless you have some legitimate reason. "Otherwise, if Ding Wanyue went to the Royal Tomb and refused to marry her senior brother, it would definitely cause a huge ruckus