[Villainess later on] [Choose your love interest] [Male rivalry] [Love triangle] [Ensemble cast in parts] [Not a saint]
When Song Pan'er was six, her birth parents beat her half to death and dumped her in the East Market, where brothels crowded together.
To stay alive, she willingly became the most exquisite and deadly blade Song Ye kept close to his heart.
That was what Song Ye believed, too.
But when the time came to wield the blade, all he could think was how frail and delicate the girl he had raised so carefully seemed.
Song Ye's heart softened.
He thought perhaps he could pull her out of the game.
Even as he lay dying in a pool of blood, all he wanted was for his little songbird to fly.
To fly far away, without suffering the slightest harm.
But Song Ye did not know this:
From the day he died unjustly, the Song Pan'er praised by the capital's talented young men was no more.
At Xiangyi Temple on the outskirts of the city, a new Taoist priestess appeared: Song Zhiwei.
Song Zhiwei made a grand display of her beauty, and the princes and nobles treasured her like a jewel.
The Grand Secretary was captivated by her charm and talent, while the general loved her fiery spirit...
Step by step, she watched coolly as the powerful men of the capital appeared at her side, just as she had planned, and fell under her spell.
On the day she was summoned into the palace, countless men were willing to risk their lives to save her.
Yet she threw herself into the game with unwavering resolve, toyed with the foolish and debauched emperor, and became a true "demon consort."
"My brother once told me that it's all right to grieve when a treasured possession is damaged, but you must never let its damage stop you from moving forward."
It's so in line with my taste. Come on, the author. It's not enough. This is what we grown-up women should read.