Prologue
The setting sun, like blood, spilled over the ruined wreckage of the Prince Heir Mansion and across Nie Mengxi’s paper-white face. The wind whistled through the empty corridors, stirring up a blanket of ash, sounding like a mournful wail for a once-glorious estate and the souls who had died unjustly. She was still wearing the plain white gauze dress—the color Xiao Jue loved to see her in, saying it made her look like the first snow: pure and translucent. But now, that pristine white was stained with indelible dust and blood, mirroring her trampled and shattered life.
Chapter 1: Deep Entanglement, a Mother’s Heart
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