The Tyrant’s White Moonlight Is His Older Sister

[Ridiculous comedy + sweet romance + love triangle showdown + childhood friends gone wild]

“You said you'd wait three years, but instead you went and dragged me back to the palace?!”

“Big Sis, this is love, not kidnapping.”

“...What's the difference?”

“Kidnappers don't cook for you.”

The most outrageous thing Jiang Ciyou ever did was pick up a child outside the City God Temple.

She had no idea the filthy little brat was the tenth prince of the Great Sheng Dynasty, lost and far from home. Nor did she know that one day he would bathe the palace in blood for her and ascend the throne as emperor.

All she knew was that he was pretty cute, and it would be a shame if he died.

Ten years later, the little brat had become a scheming emperor. A secret decree brought her back from the Valley of Immortal Healers to the imperial palace.

“Big Sis, you picked me up back then. Now it's my turn to ‘pick you up.’”

Jiang Ciyou: “...You call this picking someone up?”

Xiao Yan smiled sweetly. “What would you call it, then? Eloping? Forcing you to marry me? Or... keeping you hidden away in a golden house?”

But Jiang Ciyou had no idea that...

Her gentle senior brother Xie Buche, who had gathered herbs with her, taken the blame for her, and quietly spent three years carving a hairpin for her, had been willing to descend into darkness to find her and reclaim control of the Guixu Shadow Pavilion.

On one side was the prince she'd picked up long ago, advancing his plans one step at a time.

On the other was the well-concealed young master of the Guixu Shadow Pavilion.

Two men, one woman.

Yet Jiang Ciyou, whose obliviousness was truly something else, was still fretting over one thing:

“Which of you is going to bring me more snacks?”