The Fake Moonlight Makes a Spectacle of Herself by the Power Minister’s Pillow

A tea-art master and sweet-talking, secretly ruthless female spy × a refined, ruthless nobleman (both leads’ first love) 【Marriage Before Love + Deceptive Marriage + The Untouchable One Falls from Grace + A Long Road to Winning Her Back + A Sweet yet Angsty Romance】 Mu Zhiwan, a doctor from Suzhou and the orphaned daughter of a former general, was highly skilled in medicine, kindhearted, beautiful, and frail. She once saved Zhou Heying, the fourth son of the Chancellor. When they met again, the story of a talented scholar and a beautiful woman did not become a romantic legend. Instead, it became a “tall tale”: Kindhearted? A lie. She was a spy. One moment of mercy could get her killed. Beautiful and frail? A lie. She could kill with a single stab. An accidental reunion? A lie. She’d staged a wound to lure him into her trap. The male lead’s unrequited love? Also a lie. She’d stolen someone else’s identity to get a chance to uncover the Chancellor’s greatest secret. So what was real? Ruthless, devoted to family, and determined to stop at nothing to get what she wanted. That was real. Romantic feelings? Ha. How ridiculous. Zhou Heying was refined and distinguished, as elegant as a tree beneath the moon. He was the Zhou family’s most capable son, yet the least favored. Desperate for love and insecure, with a volatile temper, he was someone to admire from afar but never touch. But Mu Zhiwan insisted on touching him: “My lord, ever since I saw you by the Nan Prefecture River, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. Otherwise, I... I would have given up on living long ago.” “I consider you one of my own, my lord. I put you first in everything.” “I live only for you, my lord. Surely you can’t bear to let me suffer?” At first, Zhou Heying coldly pressed down on her wound. “Do you still think I’m gentle?” “My lord, it hurts...” In the end, He lowered the sword pointed at her. “Stay. I’ll protect you.” “Too bad, I don’t need it!” Zhou Heying: “She’s clever, and she’s dangerous. But she’s my wife.”