"So, you're telling me you don't want to marry me? Didn’t you fight for this?" Crown Prince Zheng Liang was stunned. Yang Ning, the notorious schemer, wanted to call off their engagement? He thought he'd be relieved, but her sudden boldness had him questioning everything. "Your Highness, I don't want to be a sacrificial lamb, thank you very much," Yang Ning retorted with a fake smile, inwardly groaning. ‘Just break it off already!’ Fang Li, once a national treasure as an archery champion, finds her career and life on the brink of ruin after being embroiled in a scandal. But when she wakes up in a novel as Yang Ning—the villainess fated to become the most despised Empress and the fiancée of a Crown Prince who detests her—she’s determined not to follow the script! Armed with wit, humor, and a fierce will to survive, Yang Ning is set on rewriting her destiny. The twist? The Crown Prince, who’s supposed to loathe her, seems far too interested in her now. Can she escape her villainous destiny, or will she get tangled in royal drama and unexpected romance? ## Note: No extended misunderstandings or breakups—there will be some drama, but only to make the romance even better. This is a fun, romantic comedy full of witty banter! Cover: Original cover design by the author – kindly refrain from using without permission. Follow on Instagram: @kamlyn_love Discord Server: https://discord.gg/NTPCE7YZm7
"Who is it? Who asked you to poison His Majesty with the slow poison? Give me that person's name. Now!" Zheng Liang bellowed.
The court was enveloped in a tense hush, all eyes fixed on Bai Jiang, waiting with bated breath for him to reveal the culprit's identity.
The ministers exchanged wary looks, secretly speculating whether the perpetrator was connected to Yang Lingxin or if there was a grave misunderstanding that led to her being summoned to the court as a suspect.
For what motive could she have to harm her own beloved husband? Their marriage was a joyful union, and it made no sense for her to sabotage it by such vile means. Surely, she couldn't have played any role in this heinous act.
Yang Lingxin was holding her breath nervously and fixated on the back of the kneeling man. She held onto her maid's hand tightly, her legs feeling weak with anxiety, and repeated a soothing mantra in her mind to keep calm.