It took Ming Jiangyue just one year to go from a pampered young lady raised in a fine household to a woman of the pleasure quarter.
She poured her heart and soul into one thing: taking revenge on the Grand Secretary who had her entire family executed.
She had planned to start with his good-for-nothing younger brother, but fate played a trick on her, and she ended up in bed with him instead.
Beneath the bed curtains, he held back his voice, hoarse as he said, “Shishi, I’ll take responsibility for you.”
The Grand Secretary who had destroyed her family was gentle as jade and sincere toward everyone.
But only she knew the venomous heart hidden beneath that gentle face. It was all a veil of deceit.
Hou Zhiying had thought his moon had long since vanished into thin air. He never imagined that one day she would return to his side.
He loved her and protected her, never realizing that beneath all her apparent weakness was nothing but a disguise.
Hou Zhiying kept her close, confining her at his side. Night after night, he gazed at the moon beside him and bent down to kiss her reverently. “Shishi, can’t you be a little more obedient?”
When did the heroine know that the murderer was not the hero?