Prisoner in His Palm

The night the king tore out Imperial Preceptor Murong Yunshu’s heart, the god Sucheng turned back time for her.

Reborn, the Imperial Preceptor places her pieces on the board to exact her revenge, unaware that the player has long since fallen from the divine heights for her sake.

The emperor is suspicious, and the harem is a cage. He watches this game of power with cold eyes.

Little does she know that the divine eyes that see through fate have developed the most obsessive mortal desire to possess her.

“You want the world? I’ll give it to you.”

“You want freedom?”

The god gives a soft laugh outside her cage, the silver chain around his wrist jingling. “I refuse.”