Nie Yunshu is reborn in ancient times and thinks she’s landed herself a great family:
Her father is a low-ranking official, handsome and brooding, like an immortal from a painting.
Her mother is a hunter’s daughter, bold and radiant, and always gets her way.
She thinks, This setup is foolproof.
But when she’s three, her father is framed and loses his post, and the whole family slinks back to the countryside to go into business.
Watching one woman after another around her get sold into brothels and cry her heart out, Nie Yunshu slams the table and declares:
“Better I open a brothel to take them in than let them be abused!”
She’ll be the owner and the star attraction.
They’ll sell their art, not their bodies, and cater to an upscale clientele with culture and class. They’ll earn their living through their own talents.
But where can she find the backing to open a business?
Then she unexpectedly runs into an idle, dissolute young heir, and the two hit it off at once, joining forces in mischief.
Later, the God of War general comes to play chess, and the second prince comes to listen to music.
Little by little, one brothel becomes the entire dynasty’s intelligence hub.
She helps the second prince seize the throne, and he keeps her safe.
Dancing on the edge of a blade, she gradually becomes the most famous courtesan in the land.
Officials across the court and powerful men from every corner trade secrets beneath her pomegranate-red skirts.
Then, on the day the new emperor ascends the throne, her work is done. She packs her bags, ready to make a getaway.
But the dissolute young heir, who never takes anything seriously, blocks her doorway with a roguish grin.
“Boss Nie, you’re leaving after using me?”
“You really don’t want me as your long-term meal ticket?”
