The Fragrant-Handed Maiden

[The heroine carries a deep-seated blood feud. She won't lose her head over romance and is skilled at scheming. Readers with high expectations for the heroine may want to steer clear.] Meng Shu thought she would never see Xie Jingchu again in this lifetime. But in the vast capital, somehow, she couldn't avoid him. Back then, she had broken off their engagement in public and chosen someone else, mercilessly trampling on Xie Jingchu's pride. So he hated her to the bone. Yet when they met again, he still pinned her in a corner just as he had before, only now he was cold and distant.

"My lord, this is against the rules."

Xie Jingchu's eyes suddenly turned bloodshot as he gripped her chin. "And someone who broke off an engagement and betrayed her word has the nerve to talk about rules?"

Meng Shu: "..."

Xie Jingchu: "Or is it that your uncle can touch this body of yours, but I can't?"

Later, she was trapped in the Eastern Palace by the sickly, obsessive crown prince. Xie Jingchu fought desperately to take his wife back, only to hear her say, "From this day forth, let us think of each other no more. My love for you is at an end..."