[Historical Rebirth] [Domestic Scheming] [Political Intrigue] [Sweet Romance] [Revenge and Punishing Scumbags] [Power Couple] [Devoted to Each Other]
In her previous life, Luo Yingling gave everything she had just to marry the capital's most distinguished young nobleman, Zhai Nanxian, heir to the Marquis of Yongan's household.
She dutifully cared for his parents, supported the marquisate, and even handed over the vast fortune left by her maternal grandfather to help him rise through the ranks.
But when he reached the pinnacle of power, what awaited her was not a phoenix coronet and bridal robes, but a cup of poison that burned through her guts.
The one who personally brought her the poison was the half-sister she loved most.
"Sister, the heir has always loved me."
"As for you, you were nothing but a pawn paving the way for us."
She died with her eyes wide open.
When she opened them again, she had returned to the time before the imperial decree arranging her marriage was issued.
In this life, she smiled and pushed the heir, whom everyone was fighting over, toward her half-sister.
Then she turned and petitioned the emperor:
"I, your subject's daughter, wish to marry Prince Jing."
The entire court was stunned.
Who didn't know that Prince Jing, Pei Lijin, was crippled in both legs and had little time left to live, the first to be eliminated in the struggle for the throne?
Everyone laughed at her for being crazy.
But no one knew that the one who had truly ascended the throne and wielded power in her previous life was never the heir, but the man in the wheelchair.
In this life, she would not compete for the heir or fight over love.
She would protect her family, crush her enemies, and accompany the man scorned by the world as he climbed step by step to the imperial throne.
Later, the heir knelt outside Prince Jing's residence for three days and nights, eyes red as he begged her to come back.
Nestled in the new emperor's arms, she smiled faintly.
"Too late."
