"A marriage decree, a bestowed wedding.
She, a woman with no apparent talents, beauty, or virtues.
He, a disgraced prince, bearing scars, disabilities, and serious ailments.
Yet the world proclaims them a perfect match!
Beneath the wedding banner, she smiles gently, her composure unwavering. Through countless trials, all she desires is peace in this life.
Inside the wedding hall, a smile graces his lips, while his heart remains as cold as ice. Enduring all disgrace, he harbors the ambition to one day conquer the world.

— He is my husband. To disparage him is to belittle me, to insult him is to insult me, to harm him is to harm me. If anyone dares to harm me, I will eliminate them!
— I have no faith in the gods, nor do I seek mercy from the heavens. If she should lose her life, I will turn this world into hell, offering the mountains and rivers as a sacrifice for her.

*In this story, both the man and woman wield formidable power.
*She exudes serenity, while he harbors a shadowed heart. She possesses kindness, while he harbors darkness. Wicked individuals are dangerous, but sometimes, the kindness of others can be even more potent.
*Though there may be many attractive men, remember that this story revolves around the relationship between one man and one woman."

The royal palace bustled with a night feast, evoking joy in some and worry in others.


In the elegantly decorated, tranquil palace, Noble Consort Liu, clothed in a snow-white garment patterned with silver phoenixes, trailed her long regalia gently on the floor. A palace maid gingerly avoided the hems of the snow-white adornments on the floor, carefully inserting a silver butterfly tassel hairpin into her smooth, lustrous black hair. Noble Consort Liu gazed into the polished brass mirror at her own icy, beautiful reflection, her expression impassive.


"Your Highness, the princess has arrived," announced a maid softly.


Chapter 110 - 110. Night Feast (1)