Reborn: Playing the Villainess in the Inner Court

Headstrong Second Young Lady X Mad Wolf, Lame Sixth Prince

Villainess and mad dog | Testing each other | 1v1 | SC | His leg will heal

Lu Mingzhao hated her own weakness and incompetence.

She was suppressed by the women of the household, bullied by her half-sister, and abused by her husband. Everyone could curse her as a wicked woman and a calamity to men.

Yet she had no way to defend herself, no one understood her grievances, and nobody was willing to believe her.

At the end of her life, Lu Mingzhao lay on a straw mat, weeping bitterly with regret:

She was born into a distinguished family and had always gotten everything she wanted. Even if she'd relied on the influence of her aunt, the Noble Consort, she should have been able to live freely. How had she managed to ruin everything, step by step, until she was in such a desperate position?

Fortunately, Lu Mingzhao was reborn.

The household was full of intrigue. Concubines and half-sisters used others to kill for them, putting on a lively drama every single day.

Lu Mingzhao saw through it all at a glance and found it boring. With a bright smile, she thought that going out to play polo today would be much more exciting.

But make her admit defeat?

Lu Mingzhao mounted her horse and tightened the reins, raising her bright brows as she thought, Absolutely not.

If she let them get their hands on her again in this life and allowed them to do whatever they pleased, then what would be the point of living another life?

So what if she was a wicked, unruly woman? So what if she had no manners?

Lu Mingzhao never admitted defeat or bowed her head. If she couldn't have a good life, then no one else would, either.

*

The people of the capital gossiped, rumors spreading and clamor rising:

Those who offended Lu Mingzhao either vanished without a trace or met a violent death.

Lu Mingzhao must have a death wish. How else could she dare provoke the Sixth Prince, that mad wolf, into fighting on her behalf?

What kind of man was he? He'd inherited the royal family's madness, and after losing both legs, his temperament had grown sinister and strange. He'd even dared to attack someone with a sword in the main hall.

Wasn't she afraid the Sixth Prince would turn on her and bite her?

When the rumors reached Lu Mingzhao, she scoffed and shut the window. The whole world revolving around her seemed perfectly reasonable to her.

Besides, people who did evil deserved to die.

"Is there no reward?"

The room abruptly darkened. The stone floor rumbled softly as a wheelchair rolled in with unhurried ease. A robe the color of crow feathers stood out all the more against the black wheelchair.

A subtle fragrance drifted through the air. His pale, handsome face was mostly hidden in the shadows.

Lu Mingzhao studied Wei Jiayi's features closely. Only after a long while did she prop her face up and reluctantly look away.

She sighed softly. Wei Jiayi didn't seem as fierce and terrifying as the stories made him out to be.

"Everyone says you're a mad dog. I wouldn't dare give you a bone. What if you hurt me?"

Wei Jiayi raised his eyes, and his dignified expression paused for a moment.

A moon-white ribbon was gently placed in Lu Mingzhao's hand, like a long leash.

"Woof."

*

Wei Jiayi thought that if it was for Lu Mingzhao, keeping his bloodlust in check a little wouldn't hurt.

Also known as: Embroidered Spring

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Theme: Good and evil always reap what they sow