I, Su Yao, am the palace’s most shameless and foolish beauty. I spend my days chasing butterflies and teasing birds, and when I break the emperor’s jade, I still expect him to comfort me.
The Noble Consort accuses me of using black magic to harm her. I reach beneath her pillow and pull out an even bigger doll.
The empress laughs that I know nothing but how to use my beauty to please men. The next day, evidence of her father and brothers’ embezzlement appears on the emperor’s desk.
The emperor always indulges my antics with a gentle smile, but I know there’s ice in his eyes.
Then, on a stormy night, his fever refuses to break. He clutches my hand and calls me by my childhood name.
Only then do I realize my heart is racing because I’ve taken this act too far and fallen for him for real.
Later, he abolishes the imperial harem for my sake, and the ministers plead with him to reconsider.
He smiles and asks, “Wicked consort, are you afraid of being infamous for all eternity?”
I rise on my toes and bite his Adam’s apple. “Your Majesty, history is written by the victors.”
He's very useless. The emperor is also pretty useless. He's either injured or poisoned. He can't protect the heroine, and the heroine is a bit of a love brain. There's no way. I thought the hero was a love brain from the introduction.