Su Qingwan fell in love with the prince Lu Zhaoyan for seven years.
For seven years, she copied scriptures and prayed for him, embroidered handkerchiefs and folded flowers for him, and lowered herself into the dust for him. What she got in the end was that under the red lanterns in the courtyard, he was dressed in joy, watching with cold eyes as she was being splashed with dirt by his own sister, and with the words "You're sick", he pushed her to death.
When she opened her eyes again, she was fifteen years old again.
The mother is not dead yet, her uncle is still the commander-in-chief of the Northern Territory, and she is still the legitimate eldest daughter of the Ding'an Marquis Mansion.
In this life, she does not seek marriage or a lover.
She wanted to tear apart her stepmother's hypocritical face, crush all her concubine's sweet dreams, and make those who had harmed her mother and taken everything from her return one by one on their knees.
As for the prince?
Su Qingwan stood at the door of the Hou Mansion, dressed in moon-white clothes and with a bare face. Lu Zhaoyan got off the carriage and happened to see her eyes.
The look in his eyes was so cold that he was stunned for a moment.
"My maid, Su Qingwan, has met His Highness the Crown Prince." She smiled and saluted. When she raised her head, her eyes fell on his face, as if looking at a cold corpse.
"Your Highness, you are well."
Lu Zhaoyan suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed something very important.
Later he realized that what he missed was all her sincerity.
But this time, she came to take his life.
[Inheritance of Poison Doctor × Machiavellian Revenge × Capital Storm]
Those who betray me will suffer from skin cramps. Those who harm my relatives will not grow a single blade of grass.
Su Qingwan climbed out of the mountain of corpses and sea of fire.
