From a young age, Ling Qingran had been devoted at first sight to the graceful, radiant young master of the Li residence.
The young master of the Li residence was surnamed Li, named Ci, and styled Zigu. He was a man like a celestial being.
He was charming yet cold as ice, handsome beyond compare in his white robes, elegant as a jade tree and godlike in bearing.
She waited and loved him in silence for five years, thinking he would return her feelings with all his heart.
But who could have known she would end up utterly destroyed?
Her father was framed by villains for colluding with the enemy and betraying the country, then beheaded on the execution ground.
Nearly a hundred members of the Ling household, men and women alike, were sent into exile at the frontier, the men made slaves and the women servants.
On the day the Ling residence was confiscated,
Ling Qingran saw the man she loved standing off to one side, watching her coldly.
Unable to hold back, she asked him, "Do you know who was behind framing the Ling household?"
He looked at her indifferently, his eyes filled with frost, cold and piercing.
Only later did she learn that the man she had loved for five whole years was the one who had submitted evidence of the Ling family's treason to the Emperor.
It was the depths of winter at the frontier, with snow falling thickly and ice three feet deep.
Wrapped in a thin autumn robe, Ling Qingran could not survive the winter.
She died on that snowy night, unable to rest in peace.
Before she died, she prayed to Buddha: if she could live again, she would personally destroy the villain and avenge her family.
The thing Li Zigu regretted most in his life was submitting that document.
He had not written it. A friend had given it to him.
The friend told him that presenting it to the Emperor would help him rise through the ranks and advance his career.
With a position beyond reproach, what need was there to fear that fellow, Prince Yin?
He trusted his friend and submitted the document to the Emperor in haste, without examining it carefully.
Who could have known that the Emperor's decree would exile the entire Ling family?
He was shocked, remorseful, and filled with self-reproach. All he wanted was to save Qingran from her misery.
He braved the heavy snow and rushed to the frontier, only to find Qingran's dead body.
The moment he saw her, his throat burned and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He died soon after.
When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to five years earlier.
Everything was still well. The Ling residence still stood, and there was still time to change everything.
He hurried to find Qingran, expecting her to throw herself into his arms as she had before and affectionately call him, "Brother Zigu."
Instead, Ling Qingran only gave him a cold glance and sneered, "Steward, show him out!"
P.S.:
The male and female leads are both virgins, and both are reborn.
The male lead pursues his wife through a long road of remorse.
Blurb dated December 8, 2025
Theme: Women should be self-reliant. You can't count on a husband.
