Shen Weiwan was reborn at a palace banquet where the prince was poisoned. Before the chill of death dissipated, she could already smell the bloody smell of the family-annihilation disaster in her previous life. Seeing that the pursuers were approaching, she threw herself at Gu Yanci's carriage - the cold-faced chief minister who held great power but had a hidden illness.
"I can cure your chronic illness, and you will protect me." She clutched her blood-stained sleeves, her voice trembling with fear, but her eyes were burning with the flames of revenge.
Gu Yanci pinched her chin with his fingertips, his dark eyes bottomless: "You know, Miss Shen, there is never a way back when you make a deal with me."
This transaction, which started out as a calculation, should have been about getting what everyone wanted. She used his power to tear off the enemy's hypocritical mask step by step and recover the debts from her previous life with interest; with her power, he got rid of the illness that had been lingering for many years, and his path to court became more stable.
She thought that when the great revenge would be avenged, it would be the day when the two of them parted ways. So she packed her bags and smiled to make room for his Bai Yueguang and Lin Ruoyan, but she was pinned down by the man on the carved bedpost. The ends of Gu Yanci's eyes were red, and his breath was hot on her neck: "Shen Weiwan, you have torn out my heart, where else do you want to go?"
It turns out that this deal has already gone off the rails from the startling glimpse at the palace banquet that night. He protected her, but also imprisoned her heart and soul; she avenged blood and sea, but also fell into a gentle land. When machinations and sincerity collide, who can tell who fell in love first and who became the one in whose hands?
