Ten years in the Cold Palace had left Shen Nanxing utterly spent. When she died, Prince Jing'an, Xie Heng, hadn't even come to see her one last time. When she opened her eyes again, she was sixteen. The imperial decree arranging her marriage hadn't been issued yet, so there was still time. She tore up the marriage contract on the spot, headed south to Yangzhou, and opened a spice shop, vowing to live this life for herself alone.
What she didn't know was that Xie Heng had also been reborn. He returned to life three years after her death, carrying memories of both lifetimes, and searched for her like a madman.
He chased her to Yangzhou, but she hid in Hangzhou. He rented a courtyard across from hers and watched her open and close her shop every day. He learned to brew the aged white tea she liked, make the osmanthus cakes she loved, and blend the “Moonlit Osmanthus” fragrance she'd taught him. He was so humble he didn't dare show himself to her, and could only leave osmanthus cakes outside her door late at night.
Shen Nanxing thought she could never soften toward him again. Then one day, she opened the door and saw a box of osmanthus cakes arranged in the shape of a star on the doorstep. It was a shape she'd only made in her previous life, and she'd never told anyone about it.
He remembered. He remembered everything.
“Xing'er, I've waited for you through two lifetimes. This time, will you wait for me?”
[Rebirth and revenge + a husband chasing his wife to the crematorium + heroine's career arc + devoted to each other, one-on-one romance]
