The Luan's Song: The Mad Ninth Imperial Uncle Stakes His Kingdom on Me!

Against a blood-red sunset, the crows’ cries over the mass grave were the final funeral bells of Shen Qingluan’s past life. The legitimate daughter of the Duke of the State’s household, daughter of the Princess of Xiliang, she had lived a life of privilege, only to trust the false kindness of her father’s concubine and her half-sister, and give her heart to her fiancé, the Crown Prince. In one fell swoop, everything fell apart. Her entire household was executed, and her mother’s clan, the imperial family of Xiliang, was slaughtered to the last! Her mother, Su Rou, was beaten to death, while Shen Qingluan was sold into a brothel and made to endure every humiliation before dying with her body abandoned in the wilderness. Meanwhile, that venomous mother and daughter rose to wealth and glory over their corpses: the concubine took her place as the household’s principal wife, and her half-sister became empress! When Shen Qingluan opened her eyes again, she returned with a boundless hatred, and she and her mother, Su Rou, had both been reborn! Kindness was dead in this life, and madness reigned. Mother and daughter joined forces to embark on a revenge plot full of chaotic antics and shameless surrender. A hypocritical white lotus? They’d rip off her pretty mask! Schemes and plots? They’d send her straight into a dead end! They would make the faithless man’s heart and liver tremble, and ensure every enemy family had a branch wiped from the clan records! Yet on the road to revenge, she kept being pursued by the mad Ninth Imperial Uncle, Helian Ci, whose power loomed over the entire court. Violent and bloodthirsty, he was a living King of Hell whom the whole court feared. Shen Qingluan had originally planned to avoid him, but gradually discovered that he was the only one who had protected her in the darkness of her past life. After she died, he had returned from the frontier and become a demon of vengeance for her, slaughtering her enemies and overturning the empire. In the end, he was flayed and dismembered, his bones ground to dust, yet he never regretted it. His only regret was that he hadn’t married her sooner, because she had been the only salvation to light up his endless darkness when they were children. In this life, he held her captive in his arms, eyes bloodshot, his voice obsessive and hoarse. “Qingluan, I offer you the empire as my bride price. Will you marry me again?” Shen Qingluan answered with an equally unhinged smile. “Imperial Uncle, I want the empire, and I want my enemies’ lives, too!”