Mofei Mo'er

In her former life, she had been blinded by fools and had listened to flattery, acting with fickle loyalties, and squandering what could have been a winning hand.
In the end, she fell into the clutches of villains, unable to live or die as she wished, harming not only herself but also all those she held dear!
Having been reborn, she held the script of a beloved group; her legitimate elder sister was the empress, her legitimate elder brother was the Great General with illustrious military achievements, and her next brother was a master of making money. It was time to settle the scores from her previous life!
For the man harboring ill intentions, watch her feign compliance then counterattack decisively!
For the aunt and shu sister who stirred up trouble, watch her transform into a savvy player of household intrigue, letting them reap their own bitter fruits!
It was just that she didn't know where she had offended that aloof Princely Heir; when she slapped faces, he supported her; when she took lives, he handed her the knife.
Zuo Xiangning: "I shall not marry in this life; men only affect the speed at which I draw my sword!"
Certain Princely Heir: "I am your sword, to strike wherever you point!"

Rebirth: The Aloof Prince Falls for Me

The Zuo Residence was lit up and decorated, filled with joyous festivity. The servants all found excuses to gather in the front yard, hoping to catch a glimpse of Zuo Xiangning and Marquis Jingyuan after the wedding.


Madame Jiang and Old Madam Jiang, along with Min Yujia and Zuo Zixi, had long been waiting there, their faces brimming with delighted smiles.


Among these people, only one person watched expressionlessly, and that was Zuo Xiangyu.


She sat there, her gaze unwaveringly fixed on the direction of the entrance, and when she saw Zuo Xiangning, dressed in splendid attire with the hem of her skirt fluttering gently like a blooming peony, approaching them, her eyes narrowed ever so slightly.


Her face was stunningly beautiful, her eyebrows like new moons, her eyes like autumn water, her lips like cherries; every move she made exuded a graceful charm.


Chapter 323 Holding Breath