[Traditional Historical Romance + Reconciliation + True and Fake Heiresses + Mutual Devotion + Palace and Household Intrigue]
A frail, cunning beauty × a powerful, possessive prince
Lu Suiyang is the fourth-born daughter of the Xingyuan Marquis's household, a lowly concubine-born daughter with a delicate constitution and an unremarkable family background. Her one gift is her stunning beauty: bewitching, breathtaking, and otherworldly.
Li Youting is the youngest son of the reigning Empress Dowager, the most honored woman in the realm. Personally titled Prince Linzi by the emperor, he commands an income of thirty thousand households and lives in unimaginable luxury. Yet he is a notorious playboy, carefree and indulgent, with a particular fondness for the pleasure houses of Bianjing.
Lu Suiyang refuses to be a pawn, a stepping-stone used by her legitimate elder sister and brother to secure their own interests.
So, while Prince Linzi is visiting Tongzhou in Jiangnan to relax, she carefully lays her plans and, like a timid white rabbit, stumbles into his life.
He is aloof and refined, looking down on her as he accepts her flattery and attempts to please him.
Lu Suiyang doesn't complain. If she can protect her mother and younger sister, she doesn't mind sacrificing her dignity or her body. But Li Youting carefully shields her, his eyes full of tenderness, as if he truly loves her. Then, just as their love is at its strongest and Lu Suiyang becomes pregnant, Li Youting has already left.
It turns out that Prince Linzi was promised in marriage to Qionghua, the only daughter of the Prince of Zhenbei and a noblewoman of Bianjing. Lu Suiyang was nothing but a plaything unfit to be seen in public.
Lu Suiyang is nearly killed amid the persecution.
Though he doesn't believe in gods or Buddha, he takes the achievements and victories he earned as the karmic burden of his killings, and is willing to trade his life for hers.
After countless twists and turns, they meet again. Lu Suiyang shields her daughter tightly behind her, bowing low as she says, “Your Highness is far too noble. How could a commoner like me dare aspire to you?”
“Yangyang is my wife.” The noble regent lowers his head, hoping only that she will look at him once more.
This is a story about who the real prey is.
Well written