After Faking My Death, the Scumbag Prince Went Mad

[The ultimate groveling chase after the breakup, a scumbag’s ashes-scattering-level downfall] [Not your usual reconciliation]

As a substitute princess consort, Yun Shu spent three years personally making soup for her husband’s beloved, the woman he had always longed for.

Until a cup of poisoned wine was brought before her. Xiao Yan looked down at her coldly. “Only after she’s dead can you come through the door.”

She drank the poison and took her own life. Her jade pendant fell to the ground: it was the keepsake the beloved treasured above all else.

The prince clutched her corpse and roared, only then realizing he had mistaken his savior and driven the woman he loved to her death.

Three months later, at a grand banquet in an enemy kingdom,

the once-scum prince, now gaunt and wasted, caught sight of a face strikingly similar to Bai Mingyue’s across the banquet hall:

The Great Yan princess, Chaoyang, noble and aloof, looking down upon all mortals.

She swirled her wineglass and smiled at him from afar, her gaze as unfamiliar as if he were an insect.

“Your Highness,” she murmured, her red lips parting as she returned his own humiliating words:

“A counterfeit… thinks she can ask for my forgiveness?”

At that moment, a palace servant rushed in with an urgent report: Bai Mingyue was an impostor, and the princess was the true daughter who had been lost among the common folk!

Xiao Yan went completely mad, kneeling in the snowy night and pouring out his heart through blood and tears. “Yun Shu, I’ll give you my life in repayment. Please, just look at me one more time…”

But she looped her arm through the God of War general beside her, smiling lazily:

“Too late.”