The Fierce Prince's Vampire Consort

An immortal old woman who has lived for two thousand years, all alone, and has only ever had two suitors. The first poor fellow failed to win her over, and she wiped out his entire family? The second romance was just starting to blossom when she almost cruelly snuffed it out, too. Luckily, she stopped herself in time, or another whole family would have been wiped out. On her wedding day, a mistress crashes the ceremony and claims she’s carrying her husband’s child? Go ahead, make a scene! If that good-for-nothing man can get anyone pregnant, I’ll wash my hair while standing on my head! After half a year of playing the dutiful wife, she finally can’t sit still anymore... Husband, what should I do if I want to kill someone? Wait... wait... where are your hands going?! As a vampire, Jiuhua has plenty of enemies. Some she killed. Others she couldn’t kill, so she outlived them. Her master taught her how to kill and read people, taught her to be cold and heartless, but never taught her how to love. What is love? It’s the most powerless thing in the world, yet somehow it can torment people to death! For two thousand years, old enemies have died one after another, while new grudges keep piling up. Not a soul in the world wants her alive, yet countless people want her dead. And still, she lives longer than anyone. Long enough to see them all buried deep in the earth, their souls gone to the next world. A lock of black hair, a pot of fragrant tea, a crescent moon, a gentle breeze. Jiuhua, let me show you what love is. Beneath the pear tree, dressed in black, he draws her into his arms. “I know what you’re thinking and understand what you want. I was born for you, and I suffer for you.”