Everyone said He Jiaojiao had been favored by heaven: she became the heir’s wife before the confiscation of her family’s estate.
But they didn’t know that the princely manor was a place that devoured people whole. Just three years into her marriage, He Jiaojiao died of a heart condition, her eyes still open.
Before she died, she watched the husband she loved with all her heart use her dowry to bring her cousin into the household as his new bride.
Only then did she learn the truth: the Zhen Guohou manor had been accused of treason and colluding with the enemy, and the entire family had been sentenced to death.
When she opened her eyes again, she tore up the marriage agreement from the Chancellor’s household with her own hands and gave the scoundrel and his mistress a beating.
Months later, she even knocked out her eldest brother and led a team to the battlefield.
What did she care about a noblewoman’s reputation or being an heir’s wife? This time, she wanted none of it!
But the deeper she investigated, the more tangled the web of conspiracies behind it all became.
He Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and fought on, determined to overturn the Zhen Guohou manor’s fated destruction.
Then, by chance, she ran into the regent who held the entire court in his power just after killing someone.
She thought he would crush her like an insect.
Instead, the man stepped calmly in front of her and wiped the splattered blood from her face.
“He Jiaojiao, use me. Make me your weapon and kill everyone you want dead.”
