[Reborn + strong heroine + court intrigue + emperors + sweet romance + the regretful pursuit of a wife]
On the Star-Gazing Terrace, he held out a cup of poisoned wine, his gaze icy. “A Ci, you should never have lived.”
Mu Qingci smiled. She had eliminated all his brothers for him, stained her hands with blood for him, and in the end, all she got was a cup of poison and a lonely grave in a mass burial ground.
When she clawed her way out of her grave with her bare hands, she made the first wish of her life for herself.
[In this life, I will live for myself.]
But she never expected that before she could begin her new life, she would blunder straight into the snare of another emperor.
The Son of Heaven of Yan, the man who had saved her, gently wiped the blood from her wounds, then issued an order as calmly as if discussing the weather: “Enslave his family and wipe out three generations of his clan.”
Mu Qingci: “...”
Help. It seems I’ve escaped the tiger’s jaws only to fall into the wolf’s den, and this wolf seems... even more interesting.
