The moment Ma Xiangyun pushed her off the cliff, the moment the lake's icy water seeped into her very bones,
Ma Fuya woke from the innocent, romantic dreams in her mind.
Fragments of memory came together: a shattered kingdom, a land battered by wind and rain.
She had personally cremated her father, while her mother and younger brother had vanished without a trace.
The sister she had trusted most wore a sweet smile that concealed a blade, pushing her step by step into ruin.
She had thought her uncle, who had devoted himself to the kingdom, would seize the throne, but he joined forces with outsiders and smashed open the gates of Chu.
In the lake's icy waters, she prayed to the gods, and they gave her a chance to live her life over again.
