They say affection that comes too late is worth less than weeds.
Huang Feiqing fell in love with the Imperial Preceptor Yuan Jing when she was young. She loved him so deeply that she became obsessed, mad with passion.
For his sake, she killed her brother and father and imprisoned herself in a gilded cage. Her wholehearted devotion was misplaced, and in the end she was left with a heart torn to pieces and her head severed from her body.
Reborn, Huang Feiqing sheds her demure, conservative facade and lets herself go wild.
On a dark, windy night, a delicate beauty with skin like ice and bones like jade tumbles into a man's arms. She lightly touches his lips and laughs, “Imperial Preceptor, did you drug me?”
The man looks solemn and upright. “Princess, please watch your words. I did no such thing.” He wouldn't dare.
The beauty leans close to his ear, her voice beguiling. “Then why can't I control myself whenever I see you?”
Yuan Jing: “…”
Once she has the Imperial Preceptor thoroughly wrapped around her little finger, Huang Feiqing tramples his heart beneath her feet, venting all the hatred she has held inside.
That's right, she's going to play him.
Wait, something's not right!
What is this man, who supposedly wants nothing, doing crouched in the corner?
Eavesdropping so he can get revenge?
Planning something indecent?
Hehe, His Excellency the Imperial Preceptor doesn't have any bad intentions. He just wants to become her husband, that's all.
Super beautiful, super beautiful