When Wei Qing died, he was alone. Only the cat he had kept beside him for many years stepped on the broken tiles and cupped the back of his hand as if to say goodbye.
During her lifetime, she tried her best to check and balance her political opponent Xie Mingshu, but she ended up being murdered and humiliated by poison. Her head was sealed in a box by the emperor and she suffered all kinds of humiliation.
Thanks to chance and rebirth, Wei Qing returned to the time when he was twenty years old.
At that time, Xie Mingshu, the powerful deceiver of the troubled dynasty, was still the daughter of a criminal official who was covered with infamy. Wei Qing came to the place of exile with murderous intentions, only to find that the enemy from his previous life was huddled in a dirty alley, being reviled by thousands of people, and he restrained his fangs.
Wei Qing was determined to retaliate in another way. He trapped his former political enemy beside him, bowed his head to serve her, clothed, fed and bathed her, and warmed her bed. She thought that because of Xie Mingshu's power and ambition, she would not be able to bear the humiliation. However,
"I like your highness's makeup today."
"His Highness's copybook is quite elegant. I like it very much."
"The skirt Your Highness chose is very flattering to your slim figure. I like it very much."
"Your Highness..."
As long as he had anything to do with Wei Qing, Xie Mingshu would praise him from the bottom of his heart. When Wei Qing woke up from her dream and wanted to escape, Xie Mingshu, who had always been polite, forced her to the bed, with a dim light in his eyes, like a hungry wolf.
"I also like His Highness's position as consort."
Intention: To advance hand in hand.
