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She was the third young lady of the Duke of Su's manor, a woman who had risen from the dead at a mass grave. She had only wanted to live a peaceful life and return to her original world, but alas, she fell step by step into a massive trap.Show more

After their period of mutual affection, he discarded her like mere weeds. As the empire fell, he smiled as he delivered her to the feet of his beloved. The ten miles of bridal red dazzled her eyes, but in the wedding hall, as she explained herself through tears, he laughed with disdain and contempt: "Things touched by others—I find them filthy!" In this world, what could be more heart-piercing and bone-chilling than hearing such words from one's own beloved after they witnessed you being insulted? She finally understood that in this life, a face as fair as a hibiscus was nothing more than a flesh-covered skull; and glamorous rouge was nothing but a lethal weapon... Later, as war smoke rose across ten thousand miles, a shimmering, radiant figure traversed the heavens and the earth, riding the wind with unrestrained grace...