When the eunuch rushed in to report that the Second Consort was threatening to jump off the city wall, Li Su barely reacted.

“Wang Er is always like that—arrogant and willful. Every time she throws a tantrum, she kicks up a storm,” he said, not even looking up from the imperial memorials in front of him. “Ignore her.”

But just as he finished processing half a basket of memorials, the Chief Eunuch burst in, nearly tripping over himself:

“She jumped.”

This time, it was Li Su who nearly rolled and crawled his way out.

The moment he saw the small figure collapsed beneath the wall in the distance, he could no longer stand. His knees buckled, his arms lost all strength—he couldn’t even drag himself forward.

Wang Er, though second in the family birth order, was never actually named “Wang Er.” Her real name was Wang Chengrou. “Wang Er” had been a nickname flung at her by the Emperor in a fit of anger—a sarcastic jest, never meant to stick. But the words of a sovereign are no joke.

And so “Second Consort” became a title that haunted her for life—a public humiliation.

Her real name was elegant, dignified: Chengrou.

When Wang Chengrou jumped, she felt nothing but relief and elation.

She had finally made it to the day where she no longer had to live for anyone else.

Her mother, bedridden for two years, had passed away last month.

Her elder brother and sister-in-law had set sail for the open seas.

Even her loyal maid had married a border general known as the “God of War,” gaining a protector of her own.

All her weaknesses, her ties, had been severed.

There was no one left in the world she couldn’t bear to leave behind.

Over the years, Li Su had stripped her of her armor, her pride, her edge—and finally, her confidence.

He’d ground down every bit of her resistance, until not a shred of hope or expectation remained.

When that didn’t work, he began to use her remaining family to coerce her—forcing her to act like the woman she used to be.

But if life meant living in silent humiliation, unable to change anything, she would rather end it.

If there is another life, she vowed—

She would never live like this again. She would choose a different path.

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