Mother Qin never did give Avina a proper answer. Whenever Avina tried to ask, Mother Qin would always find a way to escape or dodge the conversation.
And just like that, the final week of the wedding ended.
"Tomorrow," Avina whispered as she looked at the blue sky, "Is the day I will be married."
She softly sighed at the thought of the wedding.
'Xin Wenrou hasn't come to visit me since that day, and I still don't have a valid excuse to avoid the wedding night.'
Avina's plans were falling apart, slowly but surely. She had already decided to make sure to not be the third wheel in the relationship and to make close connections.
At least in this way, she wouldn't make the main couple her enemy and secure an escape route.
However, could she really avoid being the third wheel as the Empress?
Avina sighed even longer at the thought. It seemed this mission was truly tough.