Zhengzheng

| Forceful Possession, Reunited After Their Love Falls Apart

In her previous life, Zhengzheng was the wife of a powerful minister. On the day of her wedding, rebel forces surrounded the city. With the enemy at the gates, the people were gripped by fear.

The general defending the city nervously asked what terms the rebels demanded.

Xiao Duo, the rebel leader, gave a sly smile. "Send out your Fourteenth Princess."

That night, the wedding sedan went out. But the person inside, still wearing her bright red wedding dress, was Zhengzheng.

On the second day after she entered his tent, Zhengzheng couldn't get out of bed.

Xiao Duo was overbearing and arrogant, crude and lustful. When he learned he'd been deceived, he held a grudge and grew even more unrestrained, humiliating her at will.

His rear courtyard was full of women, with foreign dancers all around him. Zhengzheng had no place to call her own.

Zhengzheng thought he must have hated her deeply. Otherwise, he wouldn't have treated her that way during those years in the northern desert.

So when she gave birth to a child while frail and sick,

she died soon after, and the child did not survive either.

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Later, she saw Xiao Duo once again.

In the pouring rain, he sat astride a tall horse, holding the reins. Rain soaked him through, leaving a large patch on the fox-fur cloak over his shoulder. It looked as if he'd ridden a long way at a full gallop.

Zhengzheng's slender body trembled a few times.

She turned her eyes away, not daring to look at him.

That night, with curtains of rain all around, he pushed her into a side room.

Spring was deep, and the dew was heavy. As he tugged at her collar, she trembled like a flower petal on a branch, shivering in the cold wind. Her eyes were filled with fear. "My lord, I don't know you..."

She didn't want to spend another lifetime by his side.

But somehow, those words enraged him.

Xiao Duo stared at her silently for a moment, then gave a cold laugh. "Madam Chen doesn't know me?"

His eyes brimmed with hatred, and the smile on his lips grew ever more vicious. He was like a demon from the underworld, still stained with the flames of damnation from their past life.

"Then why did you betray Lord Chen and marry me in your previous life, and even bear me a bastard?"

Xiao Duo clamped a hand around Zhengzheng's neck, nearly choking the life out of her. His voice trembled. "Our child is dead."

"When Zhengzheng whispered her deepest feelings in another man's bed, was she ever afraid he would come back to claim her life?"

[He was a man who had clawed his way out of hell, a ghost from her past life come to collect his debt.]

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[Reading Guide]

1. This is a melodramatic story, so please don't overthink it.

2. I'll add more if I think of anything.

2026.3.2

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