[Mischievous, darkening beauty vs. aloof, lovesick female guard]
Qin Sian, an overworked corporate drone who died suddenly at her desk, opened her eyes to find herself the second daughter of the Marquis of Zhenyuan.
Her father was a Nascent Soul powerhouse, her mother doted on her, and her older brother was a young Golden Core prodigy, a peerless genius. She even had seven eccentric old men and women around her.
There were a few too many rules, though: smile without showing your teeth, walk without swaying your skirt, and even crying had a prescribed posture.
Qin Sian decided to lie flat.
She thought she could coast through life, eating and waiting to die.
Until she rescued a badly wounded young girl from a pile of prisoners and named her Liu Wuqing.
For decades, she wandered in confusion, not knowing what to do.
The year she turned eighteen, her mother died on the northern battlefield.
The conflict between her family and the imperial court grew ever more bitter.
In the end, the emperor grew suspicious. Once the cunning hare was dead, the hounds were cooked; once the birds were gone, the bow was put away. Her entire family was killed.
Her brother unleashed the power of gods and demons, holding back an army of a hundred thousand by himself.
That was when her inner demon was born.
“I don’t care who you are. You’re all dying today.”
With the Blood-Weeping Blade of the Nether Scythe in hand, the peerlessly beautiful girl stood amid a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. She gazed at the flames filling the sky, then turned and smiled.
Many millennia later, Qin Sian had ascended to immortality, but could no longer recapture the feelings she once had.
She chose to descend into the mortal world, give up all her cultivation, and reincarnate for ten thousand years, all to find the one and only person who had accompanied her through countless years.
You’re the only person who made me cry so many times, yet I still couldn’t bring myself to give up on you.
“I think I once liked someone. Who are you?”
