A Concubine’s Art: I’ve Angered the Tyrant and Can’t Escape

Everyone in the capital knew Lin Langyin was the Duchess's most capable maid. With her raven-black hair, snow-white skin, and sharp, cautious nature, she was so well regarded that, despite being a servant, she could easily marry a good man and become his principal wife. Who could have guessed that, to secure the Crown Princess's favor, the Duchess would send Lin Langyin to the Eastern Palace, only for her to be passed on to the heir apparent? Everyone felt sorry for her, but Lin Langyin only smiled. They had no idea this was exactly the outcome she had schemed so carefully to achieve! - The heir of Prince Huainan came to the capital to pay his respects. Invited by the Crown Prince to visit the Eastern Palace, he had everything under control. His one misstep was letting a famous maid flirt with him! She was only a concubine in his household. He could keep her, if he liked. Yun Biechen was cold by nature and always three steps ahead. He needed a loyal hound who understood the capital's noble families. But on the day he donned the imperial robes and received the people's obeisance, a graceful figure knelt trembling in the middle of the palace hall, pleading for an imperial decree of marriage. His usually soft, sinister eyes took on a few streaks of crimson. He casually kicked away the former Crown Prince's head and asked, his voice both bloodthirsty and tender, “Say that again. Who do you want to marry?”