Everyone in the world is guilty, and you and I are conspirators.
She was the Empress Dowager’s youngest and most beloved daughter, with power enough to sway the court and a life of comfort. Yet in the end, she died a horrific death.
So perhaps, maybe, just possibly, even Heaven couldn’t bear to see such an ending and let her be reborn, activating her cheat-mode life.
In her previous life, she was framed and forced to marry Qi Song, the eldest son of the Censor-in-Chief and the Prince of Yong’s study companion.
Only after marrying him did she learn that Qi Song’s household was full of concubines, with even more mistresses outside.
On the surface, Qi Song loved her more than life itself.
But in his heart, she was merely a stepping stone to climb higher.
In this life, she was determined not to repeat the tragedy of her previous one.
Before things reached an irreversible point, she found the Director of the Eastern Depot.
She was taking a gamble, wagering that in this life the Director would truly love and cherish her, as he had in her previous life.
But she didn’t know that both she and he had been reborn.
He was the Director of the Eastern Depot, powerful enough to sway the court, second only to the emperor and above all others: The Outcast.
In his previous life, he had endured and kept himself in check, advancing step by step in hopes of breaking free of his shackles.
That way, he could protect the one dearest to his heart, but his love went unreturned.
At first, his position had shackled him. Later, all his restraint brought him was the sight of the woman he cherished marrying another man, followed by the news that she had taken poison and died on a snowy night.
Reborn in this life, he was just about to seek out the woman he cherished when, to his surprise, she came to him first.
She proposed that they marry, and he knew she too had returned from the dead, just as he had.
Yet the memories of his previous life still made his heart pound with fear.
But if his princess wanted to play, then he would make sure she had a good time. After all, enjoying the game was what mattered most.
She only had to play, while he would take care of everything.
My admiration for you is like the water of the Yellow River flowing endlessly and out of control! Your tricks are so deep, I can't beat you