The Reborn Legitimate Daughter Kicks Her Scumbag Ex to the Curb and Claims the Throne

When Li Ge once again set foot on the flagstone path leading to Tianxiang House, the sandalwood incense drifting on the breeze seemed to sneer at the foolishness of her past life. Fate's threads had wound around her, pulling her from her blood-red wedding dress and bringing her back to this turning point. She was no longer the legitimate daughter anyone could trample on. Now she held hatred and the blade of being reborn, ready to cut through every lie and betrayal.

Within the high walls of the Duke of Zhenguo's residence, she had once been meat on the chopping board, at the mercy of her half-sister. In the shadows of Prince Rui's residence, she had been just another pawn, disposable at any moment. Now she faced the storms alone, advancing carefully and weaving an invisible net between palace and household intrigue. The crown prince's approach was no salvation, but the beginning of another game. He thought he controlled the situation, unaware that Li Ge had long since forged her heart into an iron wall, kindling a wildfire only at the crucial moment.

She used the alluring fragrance of Warmth Incense as a cover, hiding her edge beneath gentleness. She showed the world tenderness, yet stirred up raging waves amid the undercurrents of the court. Schemes spread like ink soaking into rice paper, slowly staining her sleeves and driving her heart toward the abyss. Behind each victory lay the cost of losing loved ones and seeing trust collapse. She used reason to suppress passion and a cold gaze in place of tears, until at last she stood atop the Phoenix Tower.

When a woman no longer believes in tenderness, she can do anything. But if she were to encounter true love one day, how would she choose?