In her previous life, she was the legitimate daughter of a noble house. She trusted the wrong man and ended up watching her family destroyed before dying a tragic death from a cup of poison.
Reborn, she swears to tear apart the scheming women and trample the scumbag, repaying them a hundredfold for all the suffering she endured in her past life!
She thought the road to revenge would be bloody, lonely, and cold.
But she never expected that Prime Minister **Dugu Lin**, who stood at the pinnacle of power and was feared by all as “Dugu Yama,” would shelter her from the storm and create a warm haven for her amid the swirling snow.
**The world fears his power over the court and his cold-blooded ruthlessness.**
**Only she knows that beneath his icy exterior lies a soul that has burned for her for a thousand years.**
When she disciplines unruly servants in the residence, he doesn’t think her fierce manner puts him off. Instead, he takes her hand with an infatuated look, gently rubbing her fingertips. “The way you look when you’re angry is the only light in the dark remainder of my life.”
When she wakes from a nightmare in the dead of night, he has already gathered her into his arms, soothing her with the utmost tenderness:
“Don’t be afraid. I’m here. I knelt before the Buddha for three hundred years to find you again. Nothing can ever separate us now.”
**Everyone in the capital is saying the powerful chancellor has gone mad. He’s so doting on his fierce wife that he’s afraid she’ll melt if he holds her in his mouth, or fall if he holds her in his hands. It’s almost too much to watch!**
One day, beneath a peach tree, a breeze brushed past.
Unable to take it any longer, she pushed away the man leaning in close. “Dugu Lin, can you act a little more like a powerful minister? Get away from me. You’re hot!”
Rather than back off, he pressed his chin into the hollow of her shoulder, his voice low and tender, brimming with a passion that made her heart tremble:
