The boldest thing Zhao Yue ever did was smash her boss’s beloved gourd in the office. The second boldest was catching her boyfriend cheating and casually smashing a bottle beside his feet.
Unfortunately, before she could finish enjoying herself, she missed a step and fell into another world, becoming the most miserable legitimate daughter in the Chancellor’s household. Her mother had died young, her father ignored her, her stepmother and stepsister took turns plotting against her, and even her fiancé came to break off their engagement, claiming she was “so ill-fated she killed her own mother.”
Zhao Yue sneered. “Good. I’m glad you’re calling it off. A Leo woman isn’t afraid to start over.”
Just as she was preparing to build a career in the ancient world, an imperial decree came crashing down: she was to marry the capital’s number-one wastrel. The notorious Sixth Prince, Xiao Heng, was said to spend his days cockfighting and chasing dogs, to be utterly uneducated, and to be such a good-for-nothing that even his own brother couldn’t be bothered with him.
On their wedding night, the wastrel prince tossed out a casual, “I’ll sleep in the study,” and walked away without looking back.
Zhao Yue nodded, satisfied. “He seems easy enough to fool. We’ll each do our own thing, and I’ll run off once I’ve saved enough money.”
But later, she discovered that the man’s eyes were perfectly clear when he fought in the street. At the family banquet, he dismantled her stepmother’s schemes in just a few words. And whenever she needed him, he always seemed to appear by sheer coincidence. He called her his “business partner,” yet his ears turned red in a way he couldn’t hide.
Until one late night, she discovered a secret ledger in the study.
It turned out this “wastrel” had been putting on an act for fifteen whole years.
When a master of disguise meets someone who sees right through him, and a schemer runs into a woman who keeps her wits about her, which of them will be the first to fall in love in this “partnership” that began with an imperial marriage decree?
Leos are assembled 😄