On a night of swirling snow, a black palanquin crushed the Shen family's century-old good name.
Her father had been falsely accused and thrown into prison, and the whole family stood on the brink of ruin. Li Chi, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, lowered his gaze amid corpses and blood. The blood-red jade ring on his finger glimmered with an eerie light. “Become my Crown Princess, and the Shen family may live.”
Shen Qingci hid the bloodstained jade ledger pieces and bowed her head, accepting this bargain that offered her up as its price. All she asked for was a written agreement for three years:
Three years from now, their lives would be left to fate, and they would have nothing more to do with each other!
