On Her Wedding Night, the Unhinged Power Broker Spoiled Her Rotten

On the day Shen Xuejin was forced to marry a wastrel in someone else's place, she took her gravely ill mother and hid in the Marquis of Pingnan's residence.

By day, she was cautious and kept her head down, copying scriptures and serving tea. By night, she drugged her half-sister's teacup and made her suffer the consequences of her own schemes.

Just when she thought everything was going according to plan, the newly risen court favorite Huo Nanchi pinned her against a wall in the library on a stormy night.

This aloof and proper top scholar by day was the madman who visited her dreams every night, gripping her waist and saying, "Run away three times, and I'll break three of your bones!"

"Why are you trembling?" Huo Nanchi's lips brushed her earring. Holding Shen Xuejin's hand, he used it to slit her brother's throat. His bloodstained fingertips traced the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye. "Now it's time for you to call me husband."