(Rebellious black lotus heroine × doting, fatherly great general)
(Concubine's rise to power × no transmigration × no rebirth × no golden finger)
My name is Su Qin. My father died when I was three, my mother when I was five, and as soon as I came of age, my aunt sold me to the Xiliang Marquis's household as a lowly concubine. I thought I had reached a dead end, but instead I stumbled into the arms of the cold-faced Marquis, a battle-hardened god of war.
On our wedding night, he was like a beast, yet when I reached my limit, he drew back his claws. The next moment, the principal wife had me kneeling as punishment, vicious servants slapped me, and I was even forced to drink a contraceptive potion. In the Marquis's household, a lowly concubine's life was worth less than grass, but I was determined to bloom in this mire.
When he discovered the whip scar on my back, one he had left there when he was young, guilt surged in those cold eyes, becoming my lifeline. He had wicked servants beaten to death for me, berated the principal wife for me, and even reddened his eyes at my sickbed. "Su Qin, as long as I am here, no one will ever hurt you again."
Everyone laughed at my foolish dreams. How could a woman of low birth dare to dream of a Marquis's exclusive favor? But I was determined to make that high-and-mighty god of war my own devoted servant. He said, "In this life, there is only you," and I helped him bring order to the inner household and bring down the favored concubine. Step by step, I climbed up from the dust into his heart, becoming the only woman in the Marquis's household with a voice.
So what if the Marquis's household is as deep as the sea? The words "accept your fate" have never been in my dictionary. Look at that boundless wealth and the tenderness in his eyes reserved only for me. They're nothing but spoils I won by risking my life.
The heroine is very out-of-the-box, scheming, and highly anticipated