In her previous life, she ran, and he chased...
She'd had enough of this deranged, possessive bastard!
Just when she finally escaped him, she transmigrated back to the very second before she fled...
Murong An: "...Forget it. I'm tired. Why run? I'll just lie flat."
And the certain prince who had also transmigrated back.
"As a child, she was a little dumpling of white jade, obedient and pretty. She did as she was told, was clever and quick-witted, and made a handy tool.
Why did she grow up and stop listening?"
Every single day!
All she thinks about is running away!
Is she short on food or drink in the prince's residence, or have I wronged her somehow?
"Keep a close eye on her. Now that I know the plot in advance, I won't give her another chance to escape!"
Murong An: "...? The prince seems a little out of his mind lately. Why does he keep staring at me?"
Di Yue: "You ungrateful little thing. I dote on you so much, and you aren't even touched?"
Murong An: "???...I'm touched."
Di Yue: "Hah. Don't try any tricks. Don't think I don't know what you're plotting."
Murong An: "Fine, whatever makes you happy."
