The Defiant Fugitive Consort

She was an assassin for a mysterious organization in the twenty-first century. When an assassination mission failed, the organization executed her, blowing her to pieces with a shell. In a single moment, she transmigrated and became the victim of someone’s revenge. What kind of international joke was this? Was she the sort of pushover anyone could manipulate? She would never obediently step into a marriage as good as a grave, so she made herself scarce and ran for her life. The next day, she had the dubious honor of becoming the fugitive princess everyone in the streets and alleys knew about. She also had the misfortune of becoming a wanted criminal pursued by the God of Seven-Step Killing. She fled to the ends of the earth, and he chased her to the ends of the earth. In the end... he caught her. “Your Highness, where do you think you can run now?” “Your Highness, you’re in pretty good shape!” What kind of answer had that got to do with anything? You ask where I’m running? Straight into your heart. I’ll stab it a few times once I’m in there.