Summary
I transmigrated into the female lead of a tragic ancient novel, and somehow contracted a strange illness: I can only speak the truth.
Vicious illegitimate sister: “Your Highness! It was Xiao Lian who begged me in tears, so I agreed to let her marry you in my place.”
Me: “Nonsense! You despised him for being disabled and eloped with someone else in the middle of the night. I was the one who got tied up and shoved into the bridal sedan.”
Villainous supporting male: “Xian’er saved me. I am willing to do anything for her. If she wants you dead, you must die!”
Me: “Is it possible that the person who saved you back then was actually me? Have you been repaying the wrong person all this time?”
Brain-damaged male lead: “Lian’er, I know I was wrong. The rumors about you and the Crown Prince aren’t true, are they? It was all my misunderstanding, right?”
Me: “The child is his.”
All I’m saying is, having a mouth that can only speak the truth is truly liberating for a female lead!