The Widowed Fiancée, But Everyone Is Obsessed

Nan Liujing hadn’t even wed yet when her groom died— Pei Liuyu, the most pampered youngest son of the Pei clan, fell off a cliff and left no body behind while searching for a rare medicine for her. At the funeral, Pei Liuyu’s family and friends looked at her as if she were an ominous object. “Liuyu cherished you like a precious treasure,” his elder brother said calmly, yet every word cut like a knife. “Are you truly unwilling to accompany him for a journey on the road to the Yellow Springs?” The princess who adored Pei Liuyu sneered, “This woman should be skinned, her tendons pulled, and her body hacked into ten thousand pieces to vent this fury.” The young master of the Xiao clan, a close friend of Pei Liuyu, even drew his dagger, wanting to kill her with his own hands to satisfy his grudge. That night, a fire in the tower pushed Nan Liujing into a corner. Amidst the roaring flames, her snow-white skin contrasted with her black clothes; her hair was disheveled as she smiled brilliantly, like a seductive ghost from a painting. “How could it be enough for me to see Liuyu alone?” “Gentlemen… care to join me?”