After her family falls into ruin, Chu Yao is forced into the palace as a lowly maid. All she wants is to keep her head down, stay alive, and make it out of the palace.
But somehow, she catches the eye of the young emperor, Lu Jingcheng.
In public, he is the stern, imposing emperor, the Son of Heaven, before whom she can only kneel and cry, “Long live Your Majesty!”
In private, he corners her in the Imperial Study. His scorching breath sets the tips of her ears ablaze as he murmurs hoarsely, “Yaoyao, why were you avoiding me today?”
What she thinks are chance encounters are meetings he has planned for a long time; what she thinks is a narrow escape is his discreet protection.
When the empress frames her, she kneels in the freezing hall. In front of everyone, he personally helps her to her feet and draws her into his arms. His gaze sweeps over the crowd, cold as a blade. “She is mine. Who dares lay a hand on her?”
He always acts proper in public, but only in front of her does he reveal all his domineering possessiveness, obsession, and tenderness.
[Clearheaded, clever little palace maid VS seemingly chaste but clingy, jealous emperor]
Palace intrigue? No, it’s an emperor’s exclusive devotion! Your Majesty, your secret identity is showing!
