Lin Sheng stood by Lu Yuelan as he went from prince to crown prince to emperor. They had been deeply in love as teenagers, but eventually they could barely stand the sight of each other.
In the fourteenth year of Qianxuan, she leaped from the Stargazing Platform in the Cold Palace.
Only then did she finally understand: Lu Yuelan hadn’t married her out of deep love. He had simply needed to keep the power of her general’s household in check.
If this were a storybook,
Lu Yuelan would have the political intrigue plot, the perfect male lead.
And she would just be a minor character stuck with a ridiculous romance plot.
Given another chance, Lin Sheng, who had once schemed and struggled to win his favor, stopped following the script.
She let herself go. Whatever drama was playing out in the harem or at court, she wouldn’t get involved!
While the dog emperor was plotting against her general’s household, Lin Sheng beat him to it and secured herself a fiancé.
When Lu Yuelan suddenly looked back, he realized that not only did the little shadow who used to follow him want to ditch him, but a whole crowd of men were paying court to her!
The refined son of the Grand Tutor, the wild and wicked son of the Chancellor, a valiant young general, and even the cold, celibate crown prince of an enemy kingdom!
Lu Yuelan: Where’s my knife?!
Those bastards wanted to steal his wife, so he’d kill them all. Lu Yuelan grew increasingly unhinged.
That’s right. They all had to die.
Feeling a little delayed