On the seventh day of the seventh month, the first moon had just risen. It was a perfect night for the festival. Inside Wangyun Residence in the Marquis of Jingnan's estate, cold winds howled.
Pei Zhiying wore a white dress. Her faint breath carried a chill. "Cai Kexing, Marquis Cai, so at last you've grown tired of me. My father was clever all his life, yet he trusted a petty villain like you!"
Her natural grace was beyond compare, but a serious illness had drained the color from her once-ravishing face. She looked as if a stronger gust of wind might knock her down. Her eyes, once as clear as autumn waters, were now filled with the stillness of death, enough to make anyone shudder.
Exposed for what he was, Cai Kexing flew into a rage. The cruelty concealed beneath his handsome brows and bright eyes showed in an instant. "Pei Zhiying, you are my wife. My father told me on his deathbed to take good care of you. I never wanted to take your life. But you've defied your husband time and again. When have you ever shown me any respect?"
Pei Zhiying turned away with a flick of her sleeve, not even deigning to look at him. "How dare you bring up the old marquis? If he knew he'd raised a beast who harms loyal officials and abuses his power, you'd be the first person he'd punish."
"You! Don't push me!"
Theme: In her previous life, Pei Zhiying married the wrong man and died by her own hand, consumed by resentment. Reborn, she falls into the sweet trap of a man she calls "Senior Brother." A wonderful senior brother drops into her life and cherishes her above all else.
