The biggest mistake Ding Ningxi ever made was having a face exactly like the county princess's.
She was cursed, mistaken for someone else, and sent to the bed of the young heir of the Duke's household.
After one night, she became a caged bird kept in his secluded residence.
He taught her to write, to read official documents, and how to be his woman.
She thought it was a gift and obediently became the most docile clingy vine in his palm.
Until he smiled and said to someone else, "She's just a woman. If the Crown Prince wants her, take her."
Only then did she see that, in his eyes, she had never been his cherished darling. She was merely a plaything he could give away at any time.
She had to escape.
But he had already laid an inescapable net.
"Lihua," he murmured, kissing her earlobe, his voice gentle yet cruel. "You'll never escape my grasp."
