The Villainess Only Wants to Clear Her Name

[Double Rebirth] The blood feud in her eyes is a love from a past life in his memories

You Huang died in a heavenly fire.

In her previous life, she trusted the evil god's lies, becoming a blade that slaughtered the world. In the end, she died at the hands of Qing Yin, King of Fusang.

But before she died, the evil god not only slaughtered all her people, but also mocked her foolishness:

"A fine blade,"

"but not clever enough."

When You Huang opened her eyes again, she had returned to three years earlier.

She was no longer an ally of the evil god, and there was still time to turn back from the bloodshed she had caused.

Qing Yin, King of Fusang, carried the bloodline of the Bright God. In her previous life, he had been the nemesis who ended her life.

In this life, she would make him fall for her, then use him to finish the great undertaking she had left unfinished.

The searing pain of a blade piercing her chest seemed to linger. You Huang forced down the surging hatred in her eyes and reached out to clutch the sleeve of the man before her.

"Your Majesty, I have loved you for many years..."

She lifted her face and gently touched the crack over his heart.

"...Only I can save you."

The man seated at the head of the hall lowered his gaze to her. His bearing was cool and refined, like jade carved to perfection.

"Very well," Qing Yin said indifferently. "In three months, you will be my queen."

His gaze was as sharp as a blade, as if he had already seen through every disguise she wore. Each word fell like a judge's verdict:

"Remember, this is your last chance."

She had thought it was merely a matter of expediency, mutual exploitation, a performance for appearances.

So why did his gaze always seem to rest on a long-lost treasure?

Until the night of their wedding, with their hair entwined and clothes scattered across the floor.

He held her beneath him, his hot breath drawing close to her cheek.

"Do you remember now?"

You Huang looked up, a teasing smile in her eyes.

"Remember what? Your Majesty and I... really aren't close."

His fingertips brushed the sensitive spot behind her ear, sending a shiver through her.

Qing Yin sighed. "Very well. Tonight, I will help my beloved consort remember."

From the very first day he met her, Qing Yin knew why she had come.

At first, it was only a casual move on the board, a test in which he played along with her scheme.

But one wrong step led to another, and in the end, he followed the course of fate... and fell all over again.

In his past life and in this one.

Theme: Always have the courage to define yourself.