On the day of the annulment, I remarried the Imperial Uncle with three matchmakers and six betrothal gifts.

Hua Chang Le leveraged a favor to demand repayment, standing for a day and night in the pouring rain to beg the Living King of Hell to preserve her engagement, while her fiancé knelt for three days and three nights in the snow just to break it off.

Everyone was waiting to see Hua Chang Le become a laughingstock.

Hua Chang Le took the token and turned to knock on the door of the powerful Xuanwang Mansion. “Little Imperial Uncle, the weather has turned cold. Are you in need of a princess to warm your bed?” Wei Cheng Xuan was a patient hunter, skilled at setting traps and waiting for his prey to fall right in. Finally, he got his wish.

“Your Little Imperial Aunt has a bad temper. If you can’t stand it, look for reasons within yourselves. She usually doesn’t play with dogs.”