The Evil King's Wife is Under Her Thumb: The Belly-Black Assassin Consort

When the once weak and incompetent woman opened her eyes again, she was dignified and noble, scheming and ruthless. The original course of events was completely altered by her arrival; she looked down upon all things and moved with calculated precision. Little did she know, she had accidentally provoked an unlucky, "soft, handsome, and family-oriented" man who was, in reality, insidious, cunning, and black-hearted. To make matters worse, he clung to her relentlessly, shamelessly claiming he would spoil and protect her—it was simply laughable! "Man, the further your ideals are, the further you should roll away." Prince Li possessed the grace of a celestial being and the talent of an emperor. The loneliness and pain in his heart were masked beneath a gentle and lazy exterior. He named himself "Li," living alone in the world, undisturbed by others. He was originally a man of leisure and indifference, yet he fell for her at first sight, falling into an irreversible abyss from that moment on. He plotted for her at every turn, but the waters of the noble houses run deep, and the imperial palaces are heartless. She yearned for freedom and viewed him as a dangerous beast; how could that cold heart melt easily? Yet, to win your heart, even a mere inch of earth feels like a vast, illusory void.