One Year No Regrets

Jiang Ah Ran lived seventeen years. For thirteen of them, she trained with blades.

The day she completed her studies, she learned she had only one year left to live.

That night, she descended the mountain with a knife strapped to her back.

One year. Every day must count.

She was dying—there was no time left for hesitation, no need to care about others’ opinions. If she could accomplish three things, she could close her eyes without regret:

Uncover the true culprit behind the Jiang family’s massacre and settle the blood debt. Find the boy who once saved her life and repay his kindness. Reclaim everything that rightfully belonged to the Jiang family—including the imperial promise of marriage to the crown prince—to bring peace to the restless souls.

“I was raised in the mountains, not groomed in a boudoir. In this life, I follow no one—only my blade. If you wish to judge me, speak to my knife first.”

Meanwhile, in a quiet courtyard, Prince Xiao Heqing and Qing were enjoying tea when a group of officials and masters burst in, flustered and desperate.

They clung to his legs and pleaded:

“Your Highness! Please take charge of your future crown princess! She’s been making waves everywhere brandishing her knife, stirring up trouble, and causing chaos! No one can rein her in. We’re at our wits’ end!”

Xiao Heqing blinked.

“…Future crown princess? Why was I not informed I had one?”