I, a good-for-nothing of the Phoenix Clan, was married off in my sister's place to Ao Jin, the Dragon Crown Prince and the enemy who destroyed my clan.
Everyone laughed at me, saying I was a sacrificial lamb sent to my death.
Little did they know I carried a forbidden art, the Life-Burning Healing Scripture, which could decide life and death and reverse yin and yang.
On our wedding night, I held a golden needle to his brow. "Ao Jin, one day, I will kill you."
He crushed the needle and forced me to drink the nuptial wine mixed with dragon blood. "My beloved consort, I want your life, and the fortune of the Phoenix Clan too."
I stole the Dragon Clan's treasure, ruined his ten-thousand-year scheme, and boldly escaped the golden cage he had built for another woman.
Ten thousand years later, I stirred the tides of the world with a feng shui compass, while he pressed ever closer, bearing ancient treasures of astonishing power.
Until he protected me and my child, his dragon spine shattered and his proud spirit broken.
As he lay dying, the needle mark over his heart, unhealed for ten thousand years, glowed brightly.
"That needle... If it had gone three inches further back then... it could have pierced your... dragon scale protecting your heart..."
He smiled, his blood staining his robes. "You finally... saw it."
