When he woke up, Shen Zhiwei became the cannon fodder who died the most miserably in ancient torture novels.
The original owner was obsessed with the prince, and took the lead in throwing the deposed prince Xie Jingci into the ice lake. In the end, he was reduced to ashes after being blackened and ascended to the throne.
The moment she opened her eyes, the cold lake water was covering the boy's neck. Shen Zhiwei kicked the evil slave away and jumped into the lake to save others, then wrapped his injured body tightly: "I will protect you from now on."
But what she saved was not a future patron at all, but an undercooked hungry wolf.
The medicine she boiled was thrown away by him in front of him, and her all-night guarding was rewarded with the blade of his throat. She bore the death penalty for him and bore the city's stigma, but only got one sentence: "Have you done enough?"
No one knew that this deposed prince who could be bullied by everyone had already sharpened his fangs in the darkness. He has forbeared for ten years and laid a dragnet. All good intentions are traps and all approaches are pawns.
Shen Zhiwei is the only variable in his plan.
He was greedy for the only warmth on her body, but was afraid that it was poison wrapped in honey; he secretly protected her, and then pushed her away with his own hands.
Until a well-planned betrayal strikes.
Forged letters, bloody tokens, desperate situation of betrayal and separation. Xie Jingci looked at her, the last light in his eyes completely extinguished.
Is the redemption she has risked everything for, a chance to change her life against the odds, or an abyss of eternal destruction?
