On the wedding night, Regent Pei Jin lifted my red hijab with a blood-stained sword.
I looked at the bright [Favorability: -50 (Hate)] on his head and tried my best to smile:
"My lord, it's okay to kill someone to punish your heart, but killing your wife... Is illegal."
As a cannon fodder female supporting character in a sadistic novel, I only have seven days to live.
The original owner would assassinate her husband tonight and be crushed by this man seven days later.
But I'm different.
I am a screenwriter, and what I am best at is rewriting scripts.
When the whole capital is waiting to see how this sinister and cruel short-lived prince will kill me,
I stuffed him with a handful of homemade painkillers in my backhand: "Don't take it hard if it's poisonous. I won't laugh at you."
He set up a trap to test, and I accompanied him in acting to deceive people.
He was being plotted against, and I rushed into the study room with a kitchen knife: "Touch my husband? Have you asked me?"
Later, the man who never let anyone get close pushed me against the wall in the wind and snow:
"Shen Cijing, do you really think that this king dare not touch you?"
I watched his favorability level soar to [99] and smiled slightly:
"My lord, that's not what your eyes say."
Pei Jin only believes in two things in his life: the sword in his hand, and the poison that kills people.
Until that noisy woman held a bowl of hot soup and forced it into his cold hands.
She said: "Pei Jin, there must be someone in this world who loves you."
He thought, let's try it.
Once you try it, you can never quit.
