I am an unwanted princess, a discarded pearl sent to marry into the Northern Desert by imperial decree.
The ministers and generals of the court are all waiting for this jinx to die.
But who could have guessed that Murong Jin, the Northern Desert prince who came to escort me on behalf of his nephew, would be a vicious old fox in human skin?
He shields me from an assassin’s arrow in public, then grips my waist in private and sneers, “Don’t be afraid, little princess. Your father doesn’t want you, but I do.”
He is my elder, the “imperial uncle” marrying me on his nephew’s behalf.
He watches as I kill the favored consort and behead my half-sister in the imperial harem, repaying blood debts with blood, then asks in my ear, “Have you had your fill of revenge? If you have, come back to the Northern Desert with me and be my empress.”
Revenge is my game of chess, and Murong Jin is the most ruthless piece I have ever seized with my own hands.
I feel like the princess will end badly
Looks great, looking forward to the wedding.