Song Jingmian was bound to a Good Fortune System and became a concubine brought in to bring good luck to the Crown Prince.
Everyone said she was nothing but a breeding tool, unfit to appear in public. Even her legitimate elder sister, who had transmigrated, mocked her for being short-sighted.
Song Jingmian didn't care. “A general keeps marching forward; he doesn't chase rabbits. What I want is leverage to secure my place in the imperial palace.”
She didn't want the emperor's love. She only wanted to rise in status through her child and hold power in her hands.
But she had no idea that the mad, tyrannical emperor who could hear her thoughts had already given her all the affection in his heart.
Late at night, Pei Wangyuan gripped her slender waist, his gaze dangerous yet infatuated. “Am I really just a little rabbit to you, someone you use and then throw away?”
Song Jingmian bit her red lip, her eyes hazy. “Your Majesty isn't a little rabbit. You're... the Big Bad Wolf!”
