When Shen Zhiwei woke up, she had become the most brutally doomed expendable character in an old-school angsty romance.
The original owner was infatuated with the crown prince and led the charge in throwing Xie Jingci, the disgraced prince confined to the cold palace, into an icy lake. After he rose to the throne and turned cruel, he had her ground to dust.
The instant she opened her eyes, the freezing water was already up to the boy’s neck. Shen Zhiwei kicked away the wicked servants, jumped into the lake to save him, and wrapped his battered body in her arms. “I’ll protect you from now on.”
But the person she saved wasn’t a future ally. He was a starving wolf that could never be tamed.
He poured out the medicine she made right in front of her. Her nights spent watching over him earned her a blade pressed to her throat. She took the blame for his capital offense and bore the city’s scorn, only to hear him say, “Are you done acting?”
No one knew that this prince, whom anyone could bully, had long been sharpening his fangs in the dark. For ten years, he had patiently woven a net with no escape. Every act of kindness was a trap, and everyone who approached him was a pawn.
Shen Zhiwei was the only variable in his plan.
He craved the one warmth she offered, yet feared it was poison wrapped in honey. He secretly protected her, only to push her away with his own hands.
Until a carefully orchestrated betrayal struck.
A forged letter. A bloodstained token. Abandoned by everyone, she was left with no way out. Xie Jingci looked at her as the last light in his eyes went out for good.
Was the redemption she risked everything for a chance to defy fate and survive, or a descent into an abyss of no return?
