An Imperial Order to Kidnap Him: The Sickly Strategist of the Heir Apparent

When they first met, Xiao Changyuan, Heir to the Prince of Zhennan, saw Shen Qingzhou as nothing more than a useful “brain.”

By imperial decree, he forced this sickly invalid into a carriage, all so he could help him resolve the crisis in Jiangnan.

“Do my work, and I’ll keep you alive.”

Shen Qingzhou watched coldly, regarding him as the biggest nuisance under heaven and the craziest troublemaker alive.

Later, the deadly machinations in Jiangnan grew perilous at every turn.

But Xiao Changyuan's greed grew like wild grass.

He wanted more than Shen Qingzhou's help. He wanted those cool, distant eyes to see no one but him, Xiao Changyuan, from then on.

“You're not allowed to look at anyone else or pay attention to anyone else! Your schemes and your time are all mine!”

And Shen Qingzhou gradually discovered that behind this foul-mouthed, unreasonable madman’s domineering arrogance, amid all the flashes of blades, was a pure heart devoted to pleading for the people.

When ten miles of wedding finery covered the capital, that ferocious wolf shamelessly knelt in front of his wheelchair to ask for his hand.

Shen Qingzhou rubbed his aching brow and finally sighed, worn down by the man's daily antics.

“Fine. Have it your way.”