In my previous life, I fell in love with a refined hostage prince and broke off my engagement to the sickly young heir for his sake.
But he and my “dear little sister” joined forces to torture me to death in the cold palace.
Only Rong Juan, the young heir I'd cast aside like trash, dragged his failing body over to bury me.
When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day I broke off the engagement in front of everyone.
The hostage prince offers me the divorce papers with a tender gaze, while my sister fans the flames beside him.
I rip the papers to shreds and grab Rong Juan, who is coughing as if he's about to die:
“My husband is in poor health and can't be out in the wind. We're not going to this ridiculous banquet!”
The entire hall falls silent.
My sister's fake smile freezes, and a crack appears in the hostage prince's mask of devotion.
Rong Juan coughs so violently into his handkerchief that it sounds earth-shattering, but where no one can see, he gently squeezes my hand in return.
Tsk. His palm is frighteningly hot.
He's back too.
Perfect.
Those who owe us a debt will pay it back with interest this time, one by one.
It's a great show. I feel sorry for Prince Rong Juan. He's talented, capable, and shrewd. He also loves the female lead, but he's suffering from poor health.
The pacing is fast, the writing is excellent, and the political intrigue runs throughout the entire text.