I Was Caught Red-Handed After Writing a Steamy Story About the General

I was the daughter of a minor official, born to a concubine. My father didn't care for me, and my mother was gone.

To earn enough to eat, I started writing fanfiction about General Lin.

After all, General Lin was the man every young woman in the capital wanted to marry. No exceptions.

My stories sold like hotcakes, and I could barely count all the money I made.

But then the real General Lin came looking for me.

He cornered me, giving me a teasing look.

“Miss Shen, how do you know I have an eight-pack? Have you felt them?”