Burned alive in the Cold Palace, Shen Qingge is reborn on the night of her wedding.
This time, she can see through everything:
Her fake best friend has [Jealousy: 100%] over her head;
Her golden-boy friend hides a [Plagiarist's Mask];
The sickly, obsessive prince wants to turn her into a [Collectible].
And her cold-faced husband has an emotional rating of [Missing].
The System asks her: Would you like to exchange for a love poison? The price is your most cherished memory.
She smiles. “I’ll take it.”
Later
At a flower-viewing banquet, her best friend publicly blurts out the filthiest secret in her heart;
The golden boy is exposed as a plagiarist, and his reputation is utterly ruined;
The obsessive prince locks someone else in a cage, only to end up trapped in one himself.
Regent Xiao Jue pins her against the wall, his silver hair disheveled and his eyes bloodshot:
“What poison did you give me? Why is it that whenever you leave, I can no longer feel… the warmth of being alive?”
Shen Qingge gently strokes his pale cheek, her voice as sweet as honey:
“Your Highness, that wasn’t poison.”
“That was what you owed me, ”
“A debt of love, paid in blood.”
