Spring's Sweet Captive

Her husband mourned his beloved, who had died young, and refused to consummate their marriage, yet every night he held her portrait and pleasured himself. In the fifth year of her marriage into the Duke of Guo’s household, his beloved came back to life. Rong Qing had worked tirelessly for years to manage the household. Then Pei Huaizhi told her, “Give Ning’er the household accounts. I owe her that.” “Let Ning’er live in Muyu Courtyard. It’s good for her health.” “Give her the position of principal wife. It’s the last thing I can do for her.” As flames engulfed her, she begged him to save her. “Don’t joke around. It’s Ning’er’s birthday. Give in to her one more time…” By the time he decided he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Rong Qing, she had already burned to ashes. He was consumed by grief, wishing he were dead, before he finally realized she was the one in his heart, his cinnabar mole… Days later, at the Crown Prince’s wedding, someone noticed that the Crown Princess looked just like the late Duchess of Ningguo, Rong Qing. Having lost her and found her again, he went mad and plunged a dagger into his own chest. “Qingqing, take my life… Just give me your love back, all right?” The Crown Prince, a ruthless and obsessive second male lead who had risen to power in a scarlet wedding robe, felt his heart pound in panic, terrified she might change her mind. “She loves me now… Anyone who covets her will die!”