A concubine-born daughter of the Chancellor is sent to marry into a marquis’s household in place of her legitimate elder sister?
Su Tan rolls her eyes as she bites into a sweet pastry. If she is to be a shadow of his “moonlight,” then she will be the most conspicuous thorn in his side!
When she uncovers a trap involving medicinal dishes, she deliberately knocks over the soup bowl and says with a smile, “Madam, this tonic is as bitter as your ill intentions.”
When she takes on the scheming concubine, she plants her hands on her hips and spits out, “Little sister, those tears of yours are precious. Why not go cry by the well, so you don’t dirty the marquis’s boots?”
She thought the sickly marquis would tame her into a puppet on a string. Who knew this mischievous troublemaker would turn the household upside down by sheer accident?
Until Pei Jin grips her chin, eyes red: “You’re supposed to be a stand-in. How can you burn brighter than the moonlight?”
But Su Tan feels the secret letter in her sleeve about her sister’s death and the death of the woman he loves, then turns and runs straight out of the manor.
The tamer gets tamed instead. Marquis, have you prepared a hundred jars of bitter wine for this remorseful pursuit of your wife?
