Cold, aloof prince × long-suffering concubine-born daughter | One couple, both formidable | Angsty with a touch of sweetness | Comeback and face-slapping
Shen Qinghuan lived worse than a dog in the Shen household.
Her elder sister threw hot tea at her in front of everyone, while the noble young ladies laughed at her.
A cool, detached voice came from behind her. “Is this how the Shen family expects you to treat your sister in public?”
She looked up and saw the man who was supposed to be a stranger to her staring coldly at her sister.
She was framed for theft and couldn’t clear her name. It seemed she was about to be driven out of the Shen household.
The next day, witnesses and evidence appeared out of nowhere, and her sister’s plot fell apart.
No one knew that His Highness Prince Jing had sent people to search the entire Shen estate overnight.
She fled alone to Jiangnan, believing she would never see him again.
Three years later, he crushed the rebel forces with his army and stood before her, covered in blood. He said only one thing:
“I’m here to take you home.”
From a low-born daughter anyone could bully to the empress, adored above all others in the imperial palace.
He was cold all his life, and she was the only one he ever warmed to.
