Cloudlike Tresses in the Mirror

* Reborn | Childhood friend beats the newcomer to win her heart | Heroine has a split personality | Separate romantic storylines * Male lead and male rival are devoted to one person, in both past and present lives | The ex-husband gets turned to dust [Blurb] That March, white mourning banners stretched across the sky over Chang'an. Everyone in Great Wei knew that Princess Xuanning was beautiful but doomed to die young. She married into Jingxi and died of illness. On the day the princess was laid to rest in the imperial mausoleum, Xiao Qiesui looked utterly broken. He had grown so gaunt that he seemed to have lost his soul. The grand commander of the Western Frontier, a man hardened by years of war, even stumbled and fell while mounting his horse. He and she had roamed together as teenagers. They had often spent the season of apricot blossoms together, but time and circumstances had changed in the blink of an eye. The blossoms had fallen, and twelve whole years had passed. Li Xuanning was domineering and willful, and she loved nothing more than taking what others cherished. He had laid every priceless treasure in the world before her and let her choose. How could she willingly lie in a jade coffin, silently sleeping and never to wake again? He personally tortured Chu Ying to death, severed the Tubo king's arms and legs and threw him into the mountains, then sought immortality and prayed to gods and demons while everyone else looked on in disbelief. There had to be some way in this world to bring her back to his side. No matter the cost. * In her previous life, Li Yiru was married to Chu Ying for more than two years. She went with him to the northwest and left behind all her former glamour for his sake. But one day, the husband who had promised to love only her took two more concubines. Then, to help him seize power, he sent her to the home of his second uncle. Her selfless devotion failed to move a man consumed by ambition and power struggles, and all she got in return was a tragic fate. Time flows backward, and she returns to the year she became engaged. With this chance, she intends to make a name for herself and exact her revenge. But then she discovers that her formerly naive self is still alive. She hasn't returned to the past in a dream. She is merely a solitary soul that has forced its way into this body. "You monstrous cuckoo stealing another bird's nest, get out of my head!" She slams the flower-patterned mirror onto the flower-strewn table. In an instant, all her thoughts fall into place. Her clear eyes are deep and resolute, as if everything is under control and she can see right through it all. * Theme: Do not resent innocence, and do not be grateful for suffering