My Ex-Husband Was Heartless. After I Was Reborn, I Refused to Marry Him, and He Went Mad

[Ten Levels of Chasing Your Wife to the Crematorium / Both Leads Are Chaste / Ambitious Warlord of a Chaotic Age vs. Beautiful, Aloof Little Melon] In the fifth year of Xie Zhaowei’s marriage to Shen Tifei, she died in childbirth. That night, her maid knelt outside the palace gates and pleaded until dawn, but still could not bring her husband back. Before she died, Xie Zhaowei left just one instruction. “Burn my body. Don’t let me be buried in the Shen family grave.” When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the night she was drugged and ended up in Shen Tifei’s room. The man gripped her by the throat, his eyes full of disgust. “Are you really so desperate to marry me?” Shen Tifei believed she had resorted to every despicable trick just to marry him. So he waited for her to come crying and admit her mistake, for her to beg him to marry her with tear-reddened eyes, just as she had before. But instead, he saw her accept a jade pendant from a young master of the Chen family and agree to marry someone else. In that moment, Shen Tifei finally understood. Xie Zhaowei wasn’t throwing a tantrum. She truly didn’t want him anymore. Later, he held power over the court, rode down the feudal lords, and brought the whole realm to its knees. Countless people tried to curry favor with him and win his approval. Only Xie Zhaowei would never spare him another glance. Even when he kept her prisoner and forced her to break off her engagement, all he got was a slap, followed by her tearful words: “Even if I die, I will never marry you.” Shen Tifei turned his face aside and merely smiled. She had said that a marriage should be like mandarin ducks flying side by side and intertwined branches: sharing a bed in life, and a grave in death. If they could not sleep together in life, then being buried in the same grave in death would still make them husband and wife.