My father died after a failed investment, and I couldn’t afford the rent on our warehouse, so I moved all the medicine we’d stockpiled during the pandemic into our villa.
By chance, I discovered that our ancestral jade dragon screen could connect me to the least-favored Ninth Prince in the ancient imperial palace.
Through the screen, I sent him our stockpiled medicine and drones, helping him end the plague and establish his dominance.
In return, he sent me treasures from ancient times, helped me pay off my debts, and even secured me the position of head of the merchants’ guild.
Not long after, when he heard I was going to marry the capital’s most eligible heir, he risked his life to cross over. His cold, commanding eyes were now full of devotion and stubbornness.
“If the celestial maiden will not return with me to become my empress, then I shall stay here and never leave.”
