Shen Yuanshu is the maddest noblewoman in the capital. She commands troops, plays at romance, and keeps countless male companions in her rear garden. She has always flirted without falling in love, treating people as playthings in the palm of her hand.
When she brings home a frail young man she found on the street, she thinks of him as just another new plaything.
She leans in to tease him, slowly tracing her fingers over him. She watches his ears turn red and his head bow in shy embarrassment, letting her do as she pleases.
But she has no idea…
Beneath Xiao Jinheng’s gentle exterior lie a hatred that could topple a kingdom and a web of schemes.
He plays the timid part to perfection and endures her teasing, his fingers curling secretly within his sleeve, a chill hidden in his eyes.
In public, he lets her hunt him. In private, he lays a deadly trap.
Red curtains form the cage, romance the bait.
She thinks she has everything under control, never realizing that they are both hunters, and neither is kind.
When the flames of ruin spread across the land, he will slaughter every enemy, seize her power, and imprison this noblewoman in the palm of his hand.
