After Abandoning the Sinister Prince, He Went Mad

A cool-headed, resilient princess fallen on hard times × a sinister, cold-blooded, unhinged prince Marriage first, love later / Height and build difference / Regret and redemption / The powerful one bows his head for love After her father’s death, the political regime changed hands. When she had lost all hope, Fu Ying, the princess of Beidi, encountered a down-and-out Central Plains man who was badly injured and on the verge of death in the snow. He was naturally a dissolute and arrogant man, yet he showed her genuine tenderness and was willing to risk his life for her. Fu Ying secretly hid him in her private quarters and carefully nursed him back to health, gradually developing feelings for him that she could not bring herself to confess. A year later, Beidi was defeated, and Fu Ying was sent to Chang’an as a hostage. The man who had once been on the brink of death had now become Prince Wei, Wen Zhuo, the man who had conquered her homeland and struck terror into everyone who heard his name. On the day they reunited, Wen Zhuo was impeccably dressed and seemed utterly untouchable. The look he gave her was cold and unfamiliar. She had given her sincere feelings to her sworn enemy. Tears streamed down Fu Ying’s face, and her heart shattered. In order to survive and uncover the truth behind her father’s death, she was forced to shed her former aloofness and painstakingly find her way into his inner chambers. She became exceedingly gentle and obedient, attending to him at every turn, while in truth, she felt nothing toward Wen Zhuo but guardedness and the desire to use him. And when he loved her most deeply, she approached him with tears and resentment in her eyes and struck a fatal blow at his heart. — Wen Zhuo had once nearly died at the hands of Shang Jue, the newly appointed heir to the throne of Beidi, and came to hate everything associated with that place. When he first met Fu Ying, her figure bore an uncanny resemblance to the woman he had once loved and lost, making her unforgettable to him at first sight. She was simultaneously entangled in an ambiguous relationship with his sworn enemy, Shang Jue, while desperately pleading with him to marry her. Wen Zhuo let out a low, cold laugh, his heart filled with contempt. He kept her by his side as a useful pawn, a substitute for the person he longed for, and a means of dispelling his loneliness. As night deepened and the candlelight in the bedchamber grew dim, he would draw close to her trembling form, consumed by his longing and possessiveness. Later, Fu Ying abandoned him and left without a trace. Wen Zhuo awoke in the middle of the night and instinctively tightened his arms, only to find them empty, with nothing but coldness beside his pillow. He had thought he had merely lost someone who attended to him, only to discover that it was as though his entire soul had been hollowed out. Wen Zhuo searched for her hiding place like a madman. The man who had once been decisive and ruthless now knelt at her feet with bloodshot eyes, burying his head deeply against her as his voice turned hoarse. “Ying’er, I don’t want to lose you. You can have my life if you want it, but please, don’t abandon me, all right…” —He thought he had tamed a canary, never realizing that he had long since become a plaything in the palm of her hand. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: After Abandoning the Sinister Prince, He Went Mad — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠