I Heard I’m the Tyrant’s White Moonlight

[PS: The synopsis may look ordinary, but the actual story is anything but!!!] Xiao Wangshu, the third princess of Pingluan, has been frail and sickly since childhood. The imperial physician diagnosed that she would not live past nineteen. As delicate as a willow in the breeze and lovely as a flower reflected in water, even a common cold seems capable of killing her. Yet she is named as the bride of a bloodthirsty, deranged tyrant from an enemy state. The tyrant is a difficult man to deal with. Every woman sent into his palace resembles the portrait of his beloved, and each eventually ends up as a severed head rolling out of his chambers. Everyone in the city waits to see the joke unfold. They even set up a betting pool on how long it will take for the third princess to die at his hands. But three months later, when the princess returns to the capital to visit her family, the curtains of her sedan chair are raised. Beside her sits the emperor, whom everyone calls cruel and bloodthirsty, nestled in her arms like a dog, his expression aggrieved. “Little moon, you haven’t looked at me once this whole journey.”