Tyrant, wicked consort, cherished darling, a scoundrel's true love, cold-blooded killer, feared by all
Jiang Xueyuan dances in a revealing costume in the main hall, trying to seduce Xiao Chengjin. Xiao Chengjin grabs her by the throat and pins her against a pillar, his gaze icy. “Tell me, who sent you to kill me?”
Jiang Xueyuan smiles and licks his fingertip. “Your Majesty, I'm not here to kill you. I'm here to serve you and make you feel like an immortal.”
Xiao Chengjin lets out a cold laugh and throws her onto the imperial bed. “Very well. Let me see what you can do.”
