The Princess Can't Stop Flirting, and the Entire Court Blushes

Zhao Tang lived a life of luxury and indulgence, with a vicious streak. She was determined to pursue power and status, no matter the cost.

In the end, her comeuppance arrived. Knowing there was no way to turn things around, she picked up the poisoned wine and drank it in one gulp.

The celadon bowl fell to the floor and shattered with a crisp crack. She collapsed, her insides burning as blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

Like scenes from a revolving lantern, memories of her past flashed through her mind. In her short life, she had exhausted herself plotting every step, believing no one had ever truly cared about her.

“Zhao Tang!”

In her daze, she heard someone shouting her name at the top of their lungs. It seemed to be Chu He, but she could barely make out the words.

Chu He...

That was right. He had stood by her side from beginning to end, a loyal sword who obeyed her every command and risked his life to save her, no matter the cost.

And in the end, she had cruelly hurt someone like him.

If there is another life, perhaps things won't end this way again...