The wedding wine was shared, and the red candles wept blood.
Shen Qingci loved Xiao Yan for seven whole years, only to be rewarded with a cup of poisoned wine and the execution of her entire family.
When she opened her eyes again, she was reborn at the age of fifteen.
At this point, Xiao Yan still wore a gentle mask, feigning affection to trick the Shen family into handing over their military strategies for ruling the land.
The silver begonia hairpin he gave her at the Shangyuan Festival concealed a parasitic bug meant to spy on her.
This time, Shen Qingci turned her fingertips and crushed the bug, along with the seven years of love she had given so humbly.
She would never spare another glance for the false affection of that scoundrel of a young lord.
She would never hand over the military strategies, and she would never let history repeat itself.
With every step planned and every scheme accounted for, she would protect her entire family, and make those who betrayed and harmed her pay in blood.
Love's threads are severed; when the wind dies, longing fades.
Love is in the past. Only the family's vendetta must never be forgotten.
