Reborn as a sickly, bullied illegitimate daughter of the Marquis's household, I quietly lit a row of candles for myself.
To keep a low profile and stay alive, I decided to play the most good-for-nothing layabout in history.
But the most aloof and refined young Lord Xie in the court just had to climb over my courtyard wall every day to mooch a meal.
"A Zhao, what unusual dish have you made today?"
I brought out a plate of charred food and asked sincerely, "My lord, do I look like a genius chef to you?"
He ate it without changing expression and calmly wiped his mouth. "Excellent. Tomorrow I'll bring the imperial chef to learn from you."
Then danger struck at a palace banquet, and I instinctively threw an assassin over my shoulder.
In the deathly silence, Young Lord Xie raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Playing the pig to eat the tiger? I'm familiar with that trick."
