When her elder brother killed someone, their father pushed his daughter, who had no chance of entering officialdom, forward to take the blame.
Mo Yawang had spent her whole life being a good girl, only for her father and brother to sacrifice her in the name of justice. She died with her eyes wide open!
She crawled out of the underworld, plotting at every step and swearing to kill everyone who had bullied and humiliated her!
Her elder brother, so proud of his legitimate birth that he looked down his nose at everyone.
Her biological father, who preached rules and propriety and treated his daughter as a tool to win people's favor.
Her stepmother, who had broken up her parents' marriage and, after taking her place, smothered her with false praise until she was ruined.
Her stepsister, who turned against her over a man.
The scumbag general who tortured his wife to death.
Now that she had returned reborn in blood, not one of them would escape!
But on the day she divorced her husband, Mo Yawang found her path blocked by an endless procession of bridal gifts.
She walked straight past them, only for a sword to come down across her neck.
Mo Yawang looked up and unexpectedly met a pair of eyes full of turbulent desire.
He pressed the sword against her throat, his gaze burning as he stared her down. "Will you marry me or not?"
