Because of her aunt, she was forced to marry Prince Yu in her stepsister’s place. She thought it was a fine match, but after eight years of painstaking effort and careful scheming to help him ascend the throne, the first person he aimed his bow at and killed was her. Lying in the snow beneath a sky full of arrows, she saw him tenderly holding her legitimate older sister on the distant city wall. She died full of hatred, only to return to eight years earlier...
In her previous life, she had been seized by rebels beneath the gates of the imperial city, alone and helpless, at a loss for what to do.
Her husband saw her from afar and said coldly, “She was nothing but a disposable pawn forced into this marriage. This is what she gets for bringing it on herself!”
Then the arrows flew.
Now, that same wildly possessive man held her carefully in his arms. She had only twisted her ankle, but he acted as if the world were ending.
Her husband from her previous life stood not far away, his eyes bloodshot with rage. He stumbled toward her. “Susu, you really chose him over me? You know perfectly well that one day I’ll...”
“Become emperor?” The woman gave a scornful laugh. “You think far too highly of yourself. I want to be empress. Whoever I choose will be emperor!”
