At my fifth birthday banquet, Noble Consort Jia smiled and pinched my cheek. “Qingqing, how would you like to be Ling’er’s bride?”
In my previous life, I blushed and nodded. In return, my entire clan was slaughtered, and I became a human swine at the hands of my childhood friend, who had become emperor.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the banquet where fate had turned.
Noble Consort Jia’s smile was still warm and affectionate, and Nangong Ling’s gaze was still full of anticipation.
This time, I ignored them and rushed toward the neglected son of a palace maid in the corner: the fourth prince, Nangong Yuan.
“I want this big brother!”
The whole hall fell silent. Noble Consort Jia’s smile froze.
No one knew that this boy, discarded like a worn-out shoe, would one day reach the throne over a river of blood.
And right now, he was staring down at me in bewilderment, carefully wiping the sugar from my palm with an old handkerchief.
Reborn, Wen Zhuqing is the Wen family’s most doted-on “little lucky star,” and the deadliest avenger lurking in the dark.
She wins people over with sweet talk and feigned innocence, cutting off her enemies’ sources of wealth while they chat and laugh. With her foreknowledge, she safeguards her family’s foundations before disaster strikes.
She first approaches Nangong Yuan to repay the kindness he showed in her previous life by gathering her remains. But she gradually discovers that this gloomy, solitary future emperor already values her every joy and sorrow more than his own life.
When intrigue strikes again and the Wen family is targeted, Nangong Yuan shields her, a vicious glint in his eyes unlike anything she has seen before. “Whoever dares lay a hand on Qingqing will be condemned to eternal torment.”
Wen Zhuqing smiles. In this life, she will not only make her enemies pay for their crimes in blood, but also help him rise to greatness and turn this vast realm into their wedding gift.
