Reborn: Painting Your Brows Like Mountains

My name is Cui Daiwan, and I am the legal wife of Liu Heng, the Sixth Prince of Great Xiao. On our wedding night, he walked away without lifting my veil. Yet I knew what he looked like and what his voice sounded like, because this wasn't the first time I'd married him. In my previous life, he was a husband who didn't love me. He killed me for another woman, then, after securing the position of Crown Prince, discarded the wife forced upon him as part of a political struggle. It was pouring the night I died. I sobbed in anguish, begging Heaven to let me forget the pain. Liu Heng held me and, perhaps out of guilt, looked stricken. My clothes were soaked crimson with blood. Liu Heng loosened his belt and tied it to my blood-red sash. I understood what he meant and wanted to refuse, but I no longer had the strength. If you didn't love me in this life, why bind yourself to me in the next? Ever since I was little, memories of my past life have returned to me in my dreams. Once I wake, the details grow hazy. All I know is that Liu Heng will become Crown Prince, and I will die by his sword. I don't want to be Crown Princess. I just want to live! (The opening chapters are rather angsty. If that's not for you, please take note~ Thank you all for your support!) My next contemporary romance, Patient No. 1207, Who Was Bullied, is currently updating. Please click to add it to your favorites, follow, and support it. Thank you~ Her classmates saw Qi Miaomiao as a slutty temptress and bullied her until she was on the verge of losing her mind. Fortunately, she was cheerful, open-minded, strong, and tough to kill. For a while, the people who hated her couldn't do much about it. Who knew that falling in love would become the last straw that broke the camel's back? Seven years ago, he pulled her from a pitch-black hospital room into the sunlight and gave her a second chance at life, then left without a word. Seven years later, he personally tore apart her bright future, left her in a cold hospital, and destroyed her life. What kind of hatred could burn so deeply and eat away at the soul? Unfortunately, Qi Miaomiao is a patient, and can't even piece together a complete memory... Day 1: Patient unconscious. Day 2: Patient unconscious. Day 3: Patient No. 1207. Memory loss, auditory hallucinations, speaks to a doll. Uncooperative with contact, refuses to speak with others. Sits staring out the window and reacts to movement outside. Day 4: Patient No. 1207. Uncooperative during examination, delusions of grandeur, sits staring out the window. Becomes highly agitated when the curtains are closed. Can sleep in a dark room after a sedative injection. Day 17: Patient No. 1207. Today she is Qi Miaomiao. Passively cooperative during contact. Sits staring out the window. Tells the nurse: "Brother Lu Yan will come get me soon." Day 26: Patient No. 1207. Today she is Qi Miaomiao. "Li Ai is here. I'm going to die. Don't hand me over to Mom." Day 92: Patient No. 1207. Today she is Qi Miaomiao. "I'm going to kill Li Ai. She took the person I love away from me." + ... Before Day 3,285: Patient No. 1207. Today is her fifteenth birthday. The older brother wearing a blue scarf brings her a rag doll. Her mother tells her, "I won't force you, as long as you do as you're told." The patient nods. "Let me out. I can become the person you want me to be." Moonlight filters through the twisted, rugged branches of a black banyan tree and into the dim, cramped room. Where the moonlight falls, the breeze never stops, and neither does longing. Theme: To be added.