[Ancient setting, political intrigue + winning her back + reconciliation after a breakup + both leads are chaste]
In the Great Yin Dynasty, the emperor was weak and his ministers held the power.
Third Princess Pei Ning was used as a pawn to keep the court in balance, betrothed to Xiao Yan, the violent and cold-blooded Regent.
For three years in the prince’s residence, she walked on eggshells, enduring contempt and confinement, only to hear him coldly declare, “You are my private property.”
A raging fire burned down a side courtyard of the Regent’s residence.
Everyone believed the gentle, timid Third Princess had perished in the flames.
Before the ruins, the arrogant Regent stood guard over a pile of ashes all night, coughing blood as his hair turned white.
Meanwhile, a shrewd, cool-headed woman had appeared in the waterways of Jiangnan, running her own shop with an iron hand.
Three years later, in a narrow Jiangnan lane beneath a drizzling rain,
the all-powerful Regent, eyes bloodshot, dropped heavily to his knees before everyone on the flagstones, clutching the hem of her moon-white skirt.
“A Ning, please… don’t leave me again.” His voice was hoarse, trembling with humility.
Pei Ning looked down at him, her almond-shaped eyes cold as frost, and slowly pulled her skirt from his grasp.
“My lord, you are overstepping.”
At the Winter Solstice palace banquet, the entire court held its breath.
Dressed in resplendent robes, she ascended the steps and stood beside the man who had once trampled her underfoot, overlooking the vast realm.
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