On the Night She Fled Her Wedding, She Climbed into the Scheming Eunuch's Bed by Mistake

[Historical romance + both leads remain chaste + domineering pursuit + real eunuch/fake eunuch identity reveal + sweet-and-angsty push and pull + palace intrigue]

After the Marquis’s household is confiscated, the pampered legitimate daughter Chu Yuan decides to drug an innocent, handsome young scholar and force him into a compromising situation, so she won’t be sold to a singing house.

In the pitch darkness, she clings tightly to the man’s waist, weeping pitifully. “My lord, save me. I’ll give myself to you in return.”

The red candles flare to life, revealing the sinister, bewitchingly handsome face of Yan Wujue, the Ninth Thousand-Year Lord, who holds absolute power at court and kills without batting an eye.

Chu Yuan’s legs go weak with fright. “N-Ninth Thousand-Year Lord… I’ve got the wrong person. I’ll be going!”

“Too late.” The man lifts her chin with a bloodstained fingertip and slaps a binding master-servant contract against her face, smiling like a demon from hell. “I happen to need someone to warm my bed. Sign this, and I’ll spare everyone in your household.”

Forced to become a powerful official’s caged songbird to save her own life, Chu Yuan expects to be tortured to death. Who would have thought that the Ninth Thousand-Year Lord would spoil her beyond all reason?

Until one day, Chu Yuan discovers that he’s not only a fake eunuch, but also intends to overthrow the emperor!

She flees in terror, only to find the city gates surrounded by troops. Dressed in imperial robes, the man pins her against the city wall. “Yuan Yuan, I want both you and the empire.”