Xie Wuwang was bound to the “Tortured Romance Exchange System.”
To revive his beloved first love, he had to make Xiao Jue, a hostage prince from an enemy kingdom, suffer unbearable heartbreak ninety-nine times.
On their wedding night, he gripped Xiao Jue by the throat and sneered, “You’re not even worthy of his shadow.”
Then he saw the face beneath the veil. It looked seventy percent like his beloved first love.
The vermilion mole on his collarbone was in exactly the same place.
Xie Wuwang began devising punishments with care:
Making him kneel on frost, whipping him in public, sending him out as bait on the battlefield...
Xiao Jue endured them all in silence. He even prepared the blood he was supposed to shed before Xie Wuwang laid a hand on him.
Until the enemy surrounded the city and Xiao Jue severed his own meridians. Dying, he gave a faint smile:
“Number ninety-eight... Did it hurt enough?”
Only then did Xie Wuwang realize the old-wound records on the System panel showed ninety-seven injuries.
Yet he had only tortured him twenty-six times.
On the night his memories returned, the truth tore through everything:
“Xiao Jue, who are you, really?”
The man on the bed opened his eyes, filled with the despair and tenderness of nine lifetimes of reincarnation:
“I’m the one you personally killed in every lifetime... and who was reborn for you.”
“For the ninety-ninth time, whose hands do you want me to die by?”
“Or will you do it yourself, like before?”
