Jun Ning’s greatest regret was saving a prince named Xiao Yunjie one winter.
When the cunning rabbit dies, the hound is cooked.
When the birds are gone, the fine bow is put away.
She helped him ascend the throne. He promised her the sole position of empress. Yet in the end, with the words “The kingdom needs a virtuous empress,” he loosed an arrow straight through her heart.
Given another chance, she swore to scheme only for herself—and for the thirty thousand soldiers of Zhennan Army who had died unjustly. All those who had once deceived and humiliated her would pay the price!
Xiao Moyuan, the Fourth Prince, was once noble and proud. But he was betrayed, his face ruined, his eyes blinded. He thought his life would drift away in darkness—until the day he met Jun Ning.
She was clever, daring, quick-witted, and meticulous—unlike any young lady he had ever seen. She was like a beam of light piercing his heart. In three years of blindness, never once had he longed so desperately to see again. He wanted to look upon Jun Ning, even if only once.
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Side Scene:
At the military training ground, during the annual archery contest.
Blind, Xiao Moyuan was always the subject of ridicule. He had long grown used to it and had no wish to respond.
Until a pair of calloused hands pulled him to his feet, she said: “Don’t be afraid. I’ll take you.”
On the archery platform, Jun Ning stood behind Xiao Moyuan, her hands pressed against his palms. Together, they drew the bow and released the arrows.
Three shots—each struck the bullseye.
