Li Mingyu had everything her heart desired in the first half of her life. She was Chang'an's most beautiful and uninhibited young lady. The Empress Dowager doted on her, her imperial uncle the emperor spoiled her, and her cousin treated her like a precious jewel.
Then, in a single day, the city fell, and corpses floated for a hundred miles.
The hostage became the new emperor of the Luan Kingdom, while the capital's treasured pearl became a prisoner.
The new emperor was tyrannical. He held a long-handled sword, its icy tip pressing against her chin, forcing the Princess Zhaoyang, once beyond his reach, to look him in the eye.
The new emperor let out a cold laugh.
From then on, the Luan imperial harem had a new fourth-rank beauty, and the emperor, who had never cared for women, spent every night with her.
He opened the state treasury for her, spoke out of turn for her, and built the Youyang Palace for her.
Everyone said she was lucky. What had a remnant of a fallen kingdom done to deserve the emperor's favor?
Mingyu hated him. She hated that he had reduced her from a princess to a plaything in his hands, that he humiliated her in every way to avenge the shame he had suffered as a boy, and that he had destroyed every hope she had and killed her family.
Li Mingyu refused. With a length of white silk, she gave her life for her family and country.
Heaven took pity on her, and she returned to the age of thirteen.
At that time, Xiahou Ji was still a hostage struggling to survive in the Li family's palace, while she was still the capital's envied Princess Zhaoyang, whose radiance rivaled the sun and moon.
This time, she would not repeat the tragedy of her previous life. She would live well.
First things first: Xiahou Ji had to die.
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On the first night he imprisoned her in the Luan Palace, Xiahou Ji held her in his arms. He could even forgive her for causing his death by drowning in his previous life.
Later, when she ended her life with a length of white silk, he should have known she was fierce by nature.
A white blade went in, a red blade came out. Opening her eyes again, she returned to that year, beneath the eaves as apricot blossoms fell in the spring drizzle.
Reader advisory: No male lead. Everyone is unhinged, and there's a love triangle. The female lead is no good person.
Theme: A world ruled by women
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It's so sad. I was very interested in it earlier. I really liked the princess x proton. Seeing that there is no male lead, I can only say goodbye. Woohoo.
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