On her wedding day, Shen Qingci takes her elder sister’s place and marries into the Ninth Prince’s manor, determined to uncover the truth behind her brother’s brutal death. Her husband is Ye Jiuyuan, the Ninth Prince rumored to be constantly taking medicine and near death.
On their wedding night, she hides a dagger in her sleeve; he sets down the poisoned wine in his hand.
They exchange smiles. What a coincidence: they’re both putting on an act.
She uses timidity as her armor, while he wields his frail health like a blade. By day, the prince and princess consort treat each other with icy courtesy. By night, the “Jade-Faced Asura” and the “Lord of the Nine Hells” join forces as an unbeatable team. They make their way through political power struggles and palace intrigue, leaving chaos in their wake.
Until one day, Ye Jiuyuan pins her in a corner, the edges of his eyes red as he demands in a hoarse voice, “Are you really my delicate, helpless princess consort, or the Fengyin gentleman who keeps me awake all night?”
Shen Qingci smiles and slaps a divorce agreement against his chest. “Your Highness, take a guess.”
