Summary
When I was three, I jumped into a frozen river to save my elder sister. The icy water damaged my mind, leaving me forever with the understanding of a five-year-old.
Everyone in the household called me “the fool.”
My sister grew into a beauty who could bring kingdoms to their knees, living on the life I had bought for her.
One day, I caught her secretly arranging for an application to be sent to the palace for the consort selection.
Giggling, I picked up a brush, scribbled an application of my own, and handed in my crooked little card.
Everyone thought it was a joke.
Until the imperial edict arrived.
The one chosen was me.
My sister’s face turned as white as the river that winter.
What she did not know was that I had never been a fool.
