share time: 2025-07-22 02:30:08
In her past life, a lowly substitute bride met her end when poisoned by the crabapple jade hairpin wielded by her own husband—the very night the blossoms withered away. Reborn, she wears the same hairpin to a floral banquet, only to be cornered by him against vermilion walls. His eyes burn with a madness she never knew before as bloodstained fingers trace the blossom: 'This time, you bloom for no one but me.' With fate rewoven amidst the spring blossoms, who truly holds the reins to vengeance?
mute, 2x speed, if you want to adjust, please click the controller bar to adjust
01:28:40
