Qing Huan as Always, A Yan as Before

Her name was Shen Qinghuan. In her previous life, she married into the prince’s household with a lavish dowry, only to see her entire family executed and die by swallowing gold in the cold palace.

His name was Shen Yan. In his previous life, he remained alone in the northern borderlands until old age. When he heard of her death, he went to the capital alone and was pierced by a thousand arrows.

When she opened her eyes, she was fourteen again. Her father was alive, her mother was alive, and so was the boy who always followed behind her, the tips of his ears turning red. She decided that this time, she wouldn’t marry a scumbag or bring disaster upon the Shen family. She would help her whole family live well.

But she soon realized that the seemingly gentle, well-behaved boy was acting more and more strangely. When he smiled at others, there was no warmth in his eyes. The way he looked at her was as if he wanted to devour her.

At last, one night, he pinned her against an osmanthus tree, his voice trembling as he whispered, “Qinghuan, I’ve kept you hidden for two lifetimes. Will you still run away from me in this one?”