When the Clouds Part and the Rain Clears

The night before my wedding, I passed the reception hall and overheard my father and stepmother whispering.

“Send all the dowry to Jingyu. She’s marrying into the Eastern Palace. We can’t let her look poor.”

My stepmother sighed feignedly. “But that was all left behind by Jingyun’s mother...”

I stood behind the curtain, my hands and feet turning cold.

So they weren’t even going to leave me the last thing I had to remember her by.

The next day, I tore up the marriage contract, was disowned by my family, and was forced to marry the Mad Prince.

As the bridal sedan reached the gates, my gaze beneath the veil was icy cold.

I stepped into the Mad Prince’s residence. Xiao Jue, reeking of wine, seized my chin. “Another one come to die?”

I twisted his wrist behind his back and pressed a silver hairpin to his throat.

“Want to work together? I’ll cure your ‘madness,’ and you’ll help me... fight my way back into the Eastern Palace.”