I, the Prince, Grant You Leave to Bask in My Favor

[Breathtaking beauty + offered as a wife for glory + fake and real heiresses + the whole family’s comeuppance + a deranged regent]

[The day she was offered as a wife in exchange for her family’s glory, the entire capital laughed at her.]

She once thought that kneeling in the Golden Throne Hall while her own husband personally handed her over to a tyrant was the greatest humiliation in the world.

She once thought that three years spent praying before the Buddha, sacrificing all her blessings for the real heiress, was the deepest suffering in the world.

She once thought that her own blood relatives begging her to “die one more time” for the family’s prosperity was the coldest thing in the world.

And then she was reborn.

In this life, she hides her peerless beauty and moves carefully, step by step, just to watch her former enemies kneel until their knees break.

Who could have guessed that the murderous regent would go completely mad for her?

“This prince permits you to act spoiled with my favor. If you set a fire, I’ll add the kindling. If you kill someone, I’ll hand you the knife.”

“Anyone who lays a hand on her dies.”

“Princess Consort, turn back? Forgive them?”

“They deserve nothing more than to watch you smile from afar.”

The deranged regent, whose power overshadowed the entire court, shielded her behind him and offered his realm as a bride price, promising her a lifetime of love and honor.

With bloodshot eyes, he returned from the enemy camp through a sea of troops: “My lady, I’m here to take you home!”

Later, all under heaven watched as the once-abused orphan was pampered to the skies by the tyrannical regent.

[To love her is an honor, to love her without hesitation or weighing the costs, and to let her smile carefree like a child, knowing she is safe.]