Song Wentao is sweet and gentle, like a little ball of dough. But she dreams that she has become a cold-blooded, twisted, and malicious princess.
She bullies women and men alike, throwing her power around. Even Fu Chiyan, the terrifying Imperial Chancellor, was once nothing more than a slave in the princess's manor, his white clothes stained with blood as he endured endless torment.
Later, he rose to power and became the highest-ranking official in the empire. Gripping her by the throat, he forced her to drink a cup of poisoned wine.
Song Wentao shuddered and hurriedly found this fearsome figure in her manor. She treated him with every courtesy and welcomed him as an honored guest.
Song: This should keep me alive, right?
But the hatred in his eyes did not fade.
At first, Song Wentao thought that ice three feet thick could not be melted in a single day. A passing spring breeze would never be enough to thaw him; she would have to give him the warm sunshine of spring for a long, long time.
She called him over. Seeing how pale he looked, she asked who had bullied him.
He only stared at her with shadowed eyes, then curled his lip in utter mockery.
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Only Fu Chiyan knew that the much-admired Princess Wentao had two faces.
By day, she was gentle and warm toward him. By night, she cruelly tormented him, leaving one horrifying wound after another on his body.
He thought he hated her with all his heart. But after she became a mound of yellow earth, he plunged into a bitter winter that never saw the sun, surrounded by nothing but desolation.
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By the time Song Wentao realized that something possessed her body whenever she fell asleep, it was already too late.
After faking her death, she went to a neighboring kingdom and married its crown prince, who was disguised as a man, helping her friend conceal her identity.
One day, she happened to hear that the cold-hearted Imperial Chancellor of Yan, who held power over the entire court, was devoted only to the late Princess Wentao, and spent every day living with her memorial tablet.
Knowing how deeply he hated her, she dismissed the rumor with a laugh.
Later, when the enemy army laid siege to the city, she knew he had come for her. She stood atop the city wall beside the crown prince and negotiated with him. "If you want my life, there's no need to make such a fuss. I'll give it to you."
Fu Chiyan gazed at the two standing side by side, so consumed by jealousy that he nearly went mad. Swallowing the blood rising in his throat, he said grimly, "Fine."
Theme: A true warrior dares to face a bleak life head-on.