She is the last Saintess of the Sacred Clan. Her blood can cure poison, and her hands can bring the dead back to life.
She thought that leaving home for a distant land would set her free,
but one shot of her needle saved four dangerously obsessive men:
Pei Feng, the Sacred Clan's young master and her childhood friend, is gentle yet possessive. He traps her like a caged beast: “Wan'er, you can't escape me.”
Lan Fei, a Nordic prince, has tossed aside his wheelchair but refuses to let her go: “You healed my legs, so now you're responsible for me.”
Lawrence, the Alliance's supreme leader, is a refined gentleman on the surface. Behind the scenes, he buys every city she passes through: “Wanwan, wherever you go, it's all my territory.”
Major Gong Qi has silently guarded her for three years, only to turn out to be the biggest “traitor”: “I'm sorry. My undercover mission was to... love you.”
He pursues, she flees, and there's nowhere to run.
The four of them join forces to lay an inescapable trap, waiting only for her to say yes.
Leng Wan grips her silver needle and sneers:
“Keep chasing me, and I'll put you all back in wheelchairs.”
All four answer in unison:
“As long as you're here, we're happy to spend the rest of our lives in wheelchairs.”
[Dangerously obsessive men + Four princes fighting over her + Strong heroine, satisfying revenge + He chases, she makes him suffer]
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