The Sick Prince's Road to the Crematorium

Coming soon: The Madman and Me

[Blurb]

This man wants me dead.

When he brought a cup of poisoned wine to me, I drank it without hesitation.

I was guilty.

In those years, I was the high-and-mighty Fourth Miss of the Xijun Marquis Household, while he was nothing more than the lowest and most despised slave by my side.

Whenever he got into trouble, I would lash him mercilessly with a whip.

I also drove away the woman he loved, marrying her off to a distant land, and schemed to force him to marry me...

Every time I kissed him, I felt disgusted by the filth of it.

On top of that, I nearly ruined his imperial ambitions. In my anger, I even wanted to sever the tendons in his hands and feet...

Of course he hated me. He had every reason to.

Now, after going through so much, he had finally achieved an empire that would last for millennia.

And surely, I deserved to meet a miserable end.

What I couldn't understand was why, after I died, this man turned gray overnight, clutched my corpse and wept bloody tears, as though he wished he could follow me into death.

He kept calling my name: "Luo'er."

Was it Luo'er? Or Ke'er?

Maybe my hearing was failing and I'd misheard. He must have been calling Ke'er... But who cared? I was already dead.

---Main Story---

[Blurb]

When they were children, an innocent game ended with her making him crippled and paralyzed, condemned to a wheelchair for the rest of his life and tormented by pain.

So he had always hated her, wishing he could grind her bones to dust.

With a heart full of remorse and a desire to atone, Yuan Kouzhu married Prince Li Yanyu.

To atone for her unforgivable sin, she had to tear away her scales one by one, turning herself from a dazzling, flamboyant woman into someone silent and withdrawn, and from carefree and self-assured into a wife who meekly fawned on her husband.

As long as he was happy, nothing else mattered.

No matter how unreasonable he became, she patiently soothed him.

At last, one day, the man rose from his wheelchair. She thought that she had finally repaid him for everything she owed him in this life.

Yuan Kouzhu quietly walked toward him, holding a letter of divorce.

"Your Highness, now we're even. You have the person you love, and I..."

Years of exhaustion had left her looking haggard and worn. She touched the three-month-old child in her belly and said that she would marry someone else.

Li Yanyu's mind went blank.

Only later did Li Yanyu finally understand: compared to the pain of losing his wife, Kouzhu, what did his legs matter?

He had once used her guilt and desperate wish for forgiveness to crush her deep, tender love into pieces.

She had repaid what she owed him. But what could he possibly use to repay what he owed her?

Later, Li Yanyu pursued his wife, and the longer he chased her, the more he lost his mind.

[Content Warnings]

1. A faux old-school romance. The heroine suffers first, then the hero. Happy ending in old age, with a hellish pursuit of his wife after the divorce. (Note: The focus is on the leads' growth and redemption.)

2. The author's writing is limited. If it's not for you, please move on. No online harassment or abusive comments. I will request the removal of comments that deliberately stir things up, smear the author, or take things out of context. Please respect the author's freedom to create.

3. Both leads are sexually inexperienced. Former title: Winning Her Back. Not for fans of sweet romances.

Theme: Let go of obsession, break free from life's dead ends, and cherish the person beside you.