Impersonating the Powerful Minister’s Beloved, She Wins the Emperor’s Heart with Her Lies

“A ruthless minister with a tragic past × a scheming heroine who pretends to be his savior = two miserable souls finding redemption.”

When Shen Jiuling was at his lowest, Xu Wanqing took credit for saving him and became his savior.

Later, people trembled at the sound of his name, but he showed her a rare gentleness.

Her birth mother died young, and her father and stepmother were as poisonous as snakes. With Shen Jiuling’s name to protect her, she lived safely in the marquis’s manor for ten years.

He was powerful beyond measure and utterly ruthless, and he hated deception most of all. Xu Wanqing lived in constant fear, so anxious she couldn’t sleep through the night.

In front of him, she was timid as a mouse, her voice barely audible as she obediently fawned over him. But the moment she turned away, she became calculating, plotting how to escape.

Her most frequent wish was that her lies would never be discovered. And if they were, she prayed Shen Jiuling wouldn’t skin her alive.

Until one day, he pinned her against a wall, his eyes dark as he gripped her chin and demanded, “Xu Wanqing, how many keepsakes did your mother leave you, and how many men have you given them to?”

Xu Wanqing’s lashes trembled. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito’s. “Probably... enough for one each.”

Later, every one of her disguises was exposed. He didn’t kill her, but he locked her inside the manor.

Terrified, Xu Wanqing’s eyes turned bloodshot. “Shen Jiuling, do you know? I’ve given things to many men. But the sachet I gave you when I saved you back then wasn’t my mother’s keepsake at all. I picked it up.”

The ruthless, inscrutable Grand Tutor, a man who killed at the drop of a hat, remained perfectly calm. “I know. I’ve known for a long time.”