The Frail, Scheming Mistress Has the Powerful Men Begging for Her

Luo Wanlian had a face that could bring a kingdom to ruin, yet her life was worth less than a blade of grass.

To survive, and more importantly to rise above her station, she saved the injured Prince Yu, Pei Zhi.

She put on a convincing act of being desperately in love with him. Even when Pei Zhi condescendingly granted her the status of a secret mistress, she thanked him through her tears.

Pei Zhi thought she loved him to the point of obsession, a canary that couldn’t survive without him.

Little did he know that, in Luo Wanlian’s eyes, he was merely a stepping stone, a ladder to the very top.

She used Pei Zhi’s influence to gradually shed her lowborn origins.

By day, she was the sweet, gentle flower Pei Zhi kept in his gilded cage;

by night, she used those bewitching eyes to ensnare new prey.

Qin Cang, the cold-faced general who commanded a great army, bowed to her;

Pei Yu, the gentle and refined Prince Jing, went mad for her;

Chu Lingxiao, the rebellious heir, put aside his sword to cook for her.

By the time Pei Zhi finally realized he had fallen for her, the woman who once obeyed his every command had already reached the pinnacle of power, adored and cherished by countless men.

Pei Zhi knelt at Luo Wanlian’s feet and begged humbly, “Wanlian, please deceive me one more time.”

Luo Wanlian merely adjusted her skirt with an air of indifference, then smiled down at him.

“Your Highness, the play is over. It’s time for you to leave the stage.”