The Fake Younger Sister Enters the Mansion, and the Coldhearted Princess's Consort Loses Control Night After Night

Everyone says I’m the long-lost cousin of Xie Jinglan.

The day the princess’s consort brought me from the brothel to the Princess’s Residence, Princess Chu Minghuang lifted my chin with her nail guard. “You do resemble your short-lived aunt. From now on, take good care of your Brother Jinglan.”

She doesn’t know I entered the residence for only three reasons:

First, to uncover the truth behind the destruction of the Su family;

Second, to kill the mastermind with my own hands;

Third, to seduce her cool and elegant consort, my “cousin,” Xie Jinglan.

Night after night, I hold my pipa and sing seductive songs to him through a gauzy curtain.

At first, he frowns. “Little sister, behave yourself.”

Later, he pins me against the study wall, his breath scorching. “How long do you intend to keep calling me ‘Brother’?”

Until the princess pours poisoned wine down my throat.

Until Xie Jinglan bathes the princess’s bedchamber in blood for me, his sword pointed at the imperial throne.

Until my true identity is revealed: I’m not an orphan of the Su family at all, but the missing heir to the enemy nation’s throne.

The day the city falls, he locks me to a golden bed and kisses away the tears at the corners of my eyes.

“Zuimei, you can take my life or claim this realm.”

“But you’ll call me ‘Brother’ until the day you die.”