Like a Branch Draped in Clouds

[Not a Strong Female Lead, Not the Traditional Delicate and Soft Type]

In her previous life, the Wu royal family was beheaded and put on public display by Pei Yanzhi, and Fourth Princess Ning Yuzhi was imprisoned in the Pei residence.

Pei Yanzhi was cold by nature. Even when he met someone he liked, all he knew was how to torment her mercilessly.

He killed her father, brothers, and sisters. Because of the deep-seated blood feud between them, he merely kept her confined in his residence and meticulously cared for her. He never expected that two years later, he would receive her lifeless body, light as a feather.

You lie beneath the earth, your bones melting into the mud; I remain in this world, my hair white with snow.

In the winter of the second year of Tianbao, heavy snow fell in swirling flurries. She still could not make it through the New Year. Spring, the season she loved, was only two months away.

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So many feelings of love and hate were buried beneath the first snow of the second year of Tianbao. When Ning Yuzhi awoke again, she had returned to the night before she met Pei Yanzhi.

In her previous life, the Wu royal family had brought disaster upon the country and its people. She had trodden carefully in the palace, and even when Pei Yanzhi took her by force, she had not dared to make a sound.

Reborn in this life, all she wanted was to stay away from conflict.

But after killing someone on a rainy night, he caught her with evidence in hand. Just as in her previous life, she could only kneel at his feet and beg desperately for mercy.

Little did she know that Pei Yanzhi had also been reborn.

He watched Ning Yuzhi struggle in the deep palace and saw her make plans with utmost caution. At last, on the day she was to leave the palace to marry, he abducted her and took her to the Pei residence instead of letting her go to the residence of her prince consort.

Ning Yuzhi had planned to fake her death and escape on her wedding night, but Pei Yanzhi caught her in the act.

He leisurely lifted the carriage curtain and took her delicate hand in his broad palm. "Ayu, have you had enough of this?"

The woman sitting in the carriage was deathly pale. Looking at him, she trembled instinctively and pleaded through her tears, "Let me go, my lord."

At midnight, the strings of pearls swayed, and shadows shifted. Pei Yanzhi kissed her brows and eyes, swearing he would never let her go.

P.S. Both leads are reborn; both are each other's only partner; one-on-one, happy ending (in the author's own understanding of a happy ending). The heroine is not the traditional delicate and soft type; she is something of a tough woman.

Theme: Face life with a smile