Luan Bone

She has examined a thousand corpses, yet she cannot read her own husband’s heart.

Song Qing is Lin’an’s only female coroner, and the sole survivor of the Song family massacre ten years ago.

Xie Heng is the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and also the “husband” secretly ordered to approach her, watch her, and use her.

On their wedding night, she says coldly, “Lord Xie, we each get what we want. We owe each other nothing.” He smiles as he lifts her veil. “Miss Song, you’ll owe me plenty before your life is through.”

The Red Phoenix case, the shadow-puppet case, the headless bride at the top scholar’s mansion, the bodies floating in the canal: one unsolved case after another draws them ever closer.

She discovers that the old wound on his left shoulder bears the same spiral pattern as the arrows used by the Nether River organization. He discovers that the truth behind the massacre she is investigating points to the highest-ranking palace of all, Fengzao Palace.

“Song Qing, use yourself as bait to draw the snake out. That’s the secret order.” “Xie Heng, tell me: were you there that night ten years ago, or weren’t you?”

On Soulbreak Cliff, the white bones say nothing. In the misty rains of Jiangnan, he’ll have to crawl through hell to win her back.

From suspicion to falling in love, from having their disguises exposed to heartbreak, from chasing her to a happy ending:

How will this marriage, which began with a lie, finally end?