Three Years as a Slave: After Cutting Ties with the Clan, the Scapegoat Princess Consort Leaves Them All Kneeling

Three years ago, her own family broke her tendons, forced medicine down her throat, and threw her into a military camp to be sold into prostitution. Only by clinging to the Prince of Zhenbei could she find a brief reprieve. Now, her fiancé has brought her back to the estate. His every word of “regret” cuts to the bone: “Niannian, you were the one who did wrong back then.” Inside the prestigious Su household, her elder brother threatens her harshly: “Hand over the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles. They belong to the Su family!” Her adoptive mother coughs up blood and falls unconscious, while the true heiress pretends to wipe away tears. “Sister, hurry and use your needle technique to save Mother...” Lin Nian sneers. Her silver needles fly like the wind, and she glances at her “dear little sister” peeking nearby. “Can you even see the technique clearly?” In the frigid ancestral hall, the true heiress mocks her: “These days, Sister, you’re worth less than a dog.” Lin Nian looks up, her gaze sharp as a blade. “The City of Wrongful Death in the underworld is filled with countless vengeful souls. Miss Su, have you ever heard them come for you in the dead of night?” When the Su family imprisons her again and tries to force her into a marriage in someone else’s place, Lin Nian snaps a wooden hairpin and presses it to her throat. “I’d rather die than enter that cage.” Thunder crashes through the rainy night. Blood stains her sleeve, but a resolute smile touches her lips. “I’ve repaid the debt for the fifteen years you raised me. From now on, my surname is Lin, not Su!”