Murong Jin, the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's household, spent her life being gentle and kind. In return, she got poisoned wine from her half-sister, betrayal by her husband, and the destruction of her family. As she drew her final breath, she swore: If she had another life, everyone who betrayed or harmed her would pay in blood.
When she opened her eyes again, she was back on her fifteenth birthday. The crabapple blossoms were unchanged, but she was not.
In this life, she was still a cool and otherworldly white magnolia on the outside, but within, she was a blood-red crabapple tempered in fire. She would wield medicine as a blade, use strategy as her weapon, and wear memories of her past life as armor. In the murderous inner court and imperial court, she would carve out a path to survival.
Her half-sister wanted to steal her betrothal? She would personally send the scoundrel to his doom.
Her stepmother wanted her dead? She would make her own poison plot backfire.
Her family saw her as a pawn? She would overturn the board and become the one moving the pieces herself.
