Noble Hues

In her previous life, she watched helplessly as her husband cut her son's heart out.

Gu Mingxuan finally understood that patience and humility were all lies.

Only by growing stronger, stronger still, could she protect herself.

In this life, she had no qualms about becoming a demoness with blood on her hands.

What did good or evil matter?

The sweetest sound was an enemy at her feet, begging in agony for mercy.

A peerlessly beautiful legitimate daughter, with water for bones and ice for a heart,

she stirred up turmoil across the vast land beneath the heavens.

As for who sat above whom on the dragon throne,

why should you care if she stirs the waters of spring?