After the Scheming White Lotus Won Over the Enemy Kingdom's Crown Prince

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Lin Wangshu had lived disguised as a boy since childhood. In public, she was the Second Prince of Jin. In truth, she was the deposed Crown Prince of Southern Chu.

At first, Lin Wangshu hid her identity as the Second Prince to get close to Xiao Rong, the only prince of Jin, so she could obtain the intelligence in his hands.

The first time Lin Wangshu met him, his skin was as white as snow, with a red teardrop mole at the corner of his eye. He was a delicate, sickly-looking young man. She gave him an innocent smile. "Big Brother, are you a nobleman who just entered the palace?"

Xiao Rong stared at her in silence, thinking that people who were too beautiful were usually trouble.

The first time she took a sword for him, he asked why. Lin Wangshu raised her delicate brows. "Because I don't want Big Brother to get hurt?"

But Lin Wangshu tested poison for him, took swords for him, and cured his poisoning only to save her maternal grandmother and stay alive long enough to take revenge.

Later, she reclaimed Southern Chu's throne and became its ruler! In the end, she defeated Eastern Wu and returned victorious!

One day, Xiao Rong was hunting for an assassin and entered her bathing chamber. Her collarbones were slender and delicate, her shoulders graceful, making her look like a woman.

Xiao Rong lifted her pointed chin with the tip of his sword and looked at the Adam's apple on her neck. "Little Brother, did you see the assassin?"

She was the assassin. Her heart pounded, but she smiled and asked, "Does Big Brother suspect there's an assassin in the room, or that I'm the assassin?"

He suspected not only that she was the assassin, but also that she was a woman. His gaze traveled down from her face, first to her collarbones and then below them... "I only believe in evidence."

She stepped forward, pushed the sword tip aside with one hand, and plucked a fallen leaf from his hair with the other. "As you can see, there's no one else in the room, and I am no assassin."

The assassin was injured, but she was not.

Step by step, Xiao Rong fell under her carefully laid spell. Reason and desire battled within him until, in the end, he broke his vow and surrendered.

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Under the dim moonlight, Lu Heng thought back on her relationship with Cheng Mu. It truly had been a doomed entanglement.

Five years ago, Lu Heng married Cheng Mu. With a procession of bridal carriages stretching ten miles, he held her hand and said tenderly, "In this life, Ah Heng will be my one and only wife."

Back then, she actually believed him. She devoted herself to making plans for him and made enemies of thousands for his sake, enduring endless abuse.

Now, looking back, it all seemed like a joke. The imperial power had waned, and Cheng Mu intended to usurp the throne. She watched helplessly as her friends and family fell one by one in pools of blood.

Cheng Mu appointed a new empress. At the coronation, she watched the emperor and empress walk hand in hand onto the high platform as the people cheered. All that was left for her was a cup of poisoned wine.

When she awoke again, she was seventeen, but Lu Heng had become Cheng Mu's cousin.

She remembered every grievance from her past life. This time, she would not let him off so easily.

Cheng Mu thought himself a man devoted to power. Only when he witnessed Lu Heng's death did he understand. After being reborn in a new identity, he found Lu Heng as gentle as she had been when they first married. He thought he could finally escape the entanglements of their past life and began planning their wedding. But just days before the ceremony, she appeared before him with Gu Heguang.

Lu Heng nestled in Gu Heguang's arms, smiling brightly. "I'm sorry, Cousin. I'm marrying someone else."

Cheng Mu's eyes reddened. He clutched her arm desperately, but she shook him off and spoke each word as if carving a knife into his heart. "We're getting married tomorrow. I hope you'll come to the wedding, Cousin."

The next day, Cheng Mu really did come. In a corner of the wedding banquet, he lifted her veil and gripped her wrist tightly, his expression vicious. "Didn't you say you were going to marry me, Cousin? How can you go back on your word?"

Suddenly, a sharp dagger pressed against his throat. He heard Lu Heng say slowly, "Have you forgotten the promise you made back then?"

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Su Qingwan came from a family of imperial merchants. Her father wanted her to use her beauty to attach herself to the imperial family.

The eldest prince, Gu Shuzhou, and the second prince, Gu An, were both ideal candidates in her father's eyes. But Su Qingwan had set her heart on the third prince, Gu Xu.

Her father said he was an isolated, sinister man, imprisoned in the Cold Palace and shut away from the light of day. If she got close to him, he would surely drag the Su family down with him.

But Su Qingwan didn't care.

In the Cold Palace, the frail young man was pinned under Gu An's foot. Bright red blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained fixed on her.

After a long struggle, she managed to save him from Gu An when he was at death's door.

Later, for his sake, she took on the work of a lowly maid, set aside her dignity to kneel before others, and ground down her pride.

Gu Xu felt guilty and heartbroken. "Wanwan, if one day I can leave the Cold Palace, I'll marry you with an eight-carriage bridal procession!"

But after he left the Cold Palace, her father died unexpectedly, and her family fell into ruin after being framed. Gu Xu rose swiftly through the ranks. She thought he was her only hope, only to hear that he was about to become engaged to the daughter of the Prime Minister.

Her voice trembling, she asked, "You're getting engaged to someone else?"

Gu Zhou lowered his eyes. "Wanwan, marrying her is just a temporary measure. One day, I'll make you Crown Princess!"

What kind of temporary measure was that? It was just an excuse so he could spare his beloved even the slightest hardship!

She had only ever been his pawn, discarded once he'd used her.

"In that case, I wish the Crown Prince and Crown Princess a long and happy life together. The Crown Prince and I are finished."

She went south with a heart full of wounds, while he rose to become Crown Prince.

Years later, Su Qingwan returned to the capital. After a palace banquet one day, Gu Zhou saw her laughing and chatting with Prince Jing, and his heart was suddenly pierced with pain.

His eyes stung. He walked up, took Su Qingwan's hand, and called her "Wanwan" in a desolate voice.

But all he got in reply was, "I am engaged to someone else. What happened between the Crown Prince and me is in the past. Please don't pursue me any further."

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