Fu Yanqing once thought herself fortunate as a hostage, believing tenderness still existed in the deep palace. But after giving everything to help Zhao Mojian ascend the throne, she was rewarded with an extermination order for her family's Southwest Royal House. Heartbroken, she died before the palace hall—only to find herself back at the very beginning of her fate. In the icy waters of Taiye Pond, one thought consumed her: *Drown the person who would later become utterly unrecognizable.* Yet she soon realized *this* was where her true destiny began. The little bun she held in her arms didn’t fuel her hatred—instead, she would come to cherish and love this person for a lifetime. If rescuing eight-year-old Zhao Mojian was her greatest regret in her past life, then not drowning the little bun that was Zhao Ziyan became her deepest relief in this one. **Zhao Ziyan**: *Qing'er, you look just like a fussy old nanny.* **Fu Yanqing**: *All I ever wanted was to raise a child.* **Zhao Ziyan**: *Then...do you want a child, or...a wife?* **Fu Yanqing**: *...Mm.*