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Princess Xue Junyi was born with snow-pale skin and flowerlike beauty, gifted with grace and intelligence.
Yet she was never favored by the emperor, and after falling victim to her jealous sister's schemes, her legs were crippled and she was left bound to a wheelchair.
The proud and untouchable beauty of the past was now trapped within the high palace walls.
Xue Junyi's heart sank into despair.
Until that day, when she entered the Second Princess's chambers and saw the boy.
He was covered in blood, tortured until his body was on the verge of breaking.
Half-hidden behind the bed curtains, he knelt in pain upon the mattress, enduring to his very limit.
Yet even then, he only bit his lip, refusing to make a sound.
When the soft grind of wheels crossed the threshold, he looked up in fear.
A pair of trembling eyes, like shattered jade, met the cool gaze of Xue Junyi.
Later, Xue Junyi thought:
She and Wu Lang were the same. Both were the ones never chosen.
If she was destined never to stand again, then at least, she would help this pitiful boy nearly destroyed-stand tall, and walk the road she could not.
"To be loved is to grow flesh and blood anew. She, and her little wolfdog, both will."
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Note: This novel contains dark themes. Read with caution.