She marries a sickly young lord to bring him good fortune, and Shen Jinshu opens her golden eyes. Everyone thinks she’s a discarded pawn, but she turns around and lands a priceless Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain vase, sweeping the capital’s antique trade. Her husband, who’s been pretending to be dead, climbs through her window in the middle of the night. “My lady, count me in.”
