In her previous life, under the control of the storyline, Ming Yao clung desperately to her seven beast-husbands —
only to be exiled by them, and finally stabbed through the heart.
When she opened her eyes again, she had been reborn to the time after offending those seven beast-husbands.
This time, Ming Yao vowed to cut ties and stay far away from them.
The seven beast-husbands merely laughed, thinking it was just a ploy to lure them in.
Until they realized she truly wanted to leave.
Then they began to entangle her — threatening, coaxing, forcing, even lowering their pride to beg and cling, all just to keep Ming Yao by their side.
When she tried to escape, she refused them flatly: “I already have someone I like.”
The First Legion Marshal trapped her in his arms, searing kisses raining down on her lips:
“Then I’ll be your lover.”
The sleepless, violent ship officer gripped her slender waist:
“Please, Mistress… help me…”
The Federation’s Supreme Commander knelt on one knee before her:
“Even the Federation itself I’ll offer to you, my princess.”
The First Legion’s young major lost control for her:
“Why is it fine for my uncle, but not me? Yao Yao, have a child with me.”
The childhood sweetheart, lost and found, kissed her forcefully in madness:
“Baby, let me break you, won’t you?”
The Empire’s richest magnate seized her wrist and stole a kiss:
“The more you hit me, the more excited I get, baby.”
Ming Yao cursed at them — “You’re a pack of rabid dogs!”
Yet they only clung tighter.
Seven beast-husbands, eyes full of obsession:
“We’ve long been sick, baby. Did you just realize the ones you provoked were all mad dogs?”
