Synopsis

In a previous life, Yu Lingxi was esteemed as the most beautiful woman in the capital city but was forced to be given to the Regent Prince Ning Yin. The regent prince, remarkably handsome but crippled in one leg, was a twisted and ruthless madman who killed his own kin.

Yu Lingxi's greatest fear was seeing him wipe fresh blood from his hands while smiling and beckoning her over. Within two years of marriage, Yu Lingxi met a sudden demise. After her death, Ning Yin didn't hold a memorial service, nor did he arrange for a proper burial. His madness intensified, drenching the city in blood.

Reborn at the age of fifteen, Yu Lingxi was still the pampered jewel of her family, and Ning Yin had not yet become the all-powerful Regent Prince. Unable to swallow this injustice, Yu Lingxi, accompanied by her guards, sought out the now destitute Ning Yin, intending to anonymously give him a beating to avenge their past grievances.

However, upon arrival, she witnessed a scene where a frail young man was being pinned down and about to have his left leg broken. Mud and blood dripped down, staining his fierce and resentful eyes...


Only then did she realize the extent of Ning Yin's pitiful past. Due to a twist of fate, Yu Lingxi's intention to beat someone turned into an attempt to save them.

With no other choice, she took in the poor soul and endeavored to mold him into a morally upright and healthy young man. Yet, as she taught him, she noticed his gaze becoming increasingly profound and strange.

Male Lead Synopsis:
Ning Yin, at his most wretched, was rescued by Yu Lingxi, who brought a glimmer of light into his dark and twisted world. He cleansed the blood, restrained his brutality, and strove to become the noble gentleman she hoped for. Just as he thought he could forever bask in her smile, he received her farewell wave.

"You now possess both literary and martial virtues. Hurry back to the palace and assume your position as a prince."

Her smile, once gentle yet now cruel, "I, too, must prepare for marriage!"

In an instant, warmth faded away. The jade hairpin, not yet given, pierced through his palm, dripping with blood. He laughed as he handed her the bloodied hairpin, his voice hoarse, almost insane, "I offer you my life as a wedding gift, how about that?"

Author: 布丁琉璃
Rephrased by: nnm88
Image: AI generated