Three Lifetimes of Yearning, Sealed with a Kiss Today

At the moment the flames engulf her, Su Wanyue plunges into a vortex of time and space. The bitterness of poisoned tea from a century ago, the searing agony of the fire, and the coffee Lu Jinghong offers her with a smile overlap eerily in her memories. Reborn through fire, she forges her tenderness into a blade, yet the starlight in his eyes leaves her defeated time and again. The man who once offered her a fatal cup now indulges her as she presses ever closer, letting love steep in suspicion until it turns to poison. His indulgence feels like a cage, and an even more like a tender trap. When her dagger rests against his heart, the warmth in his palm awakens fragments of sleeping memories. This body carries the obsessions and scars of three lifetimes of reincarnation. The faint scent of lotus flowers in the corridor at midnight, faded annotations in blood in an ancient book, the pale figure who keeps appearing on rainy nights: behind the layers of mist lies a truth more horrifying than murder. Three hundred years pass, and love and hatred knot into a deadlock. Only when he bends down to kiss away the tear at the corner of her eye does a rift in time and space burst open. What they called fate was merely a scheme on someone else's chessboard. The truth behind the false accusations and the hatred born of mistaken identities will finally be laid bare beneath the scorching light of their love. As a blood-red dawn breaks through the darkness, they face each other with unwavering resolve... This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.