Her legitimate elder sister shoved her into a brazier, burning her face beyond recognition. A disfigured, ugly girl, cast aside by the prime minister's household, she was actually the head of the world's greatest assassins' guild, with breathtaking beauty and a ruthless heart.
If the madam saw her as a thorn in her side, she'd fight her.
If her legitimate elder sister saw her as a thorn in her flesh, she'd kill her.
The prime minister's household discarded her, and she only laughed. The coveted phoenix throne? He would place it in her hands himself.
He was Prince Rong, dazzling as the blazing sun, admired by all and as aloof as the moon. Yet at first sight, he fell in love with... her value.
"Fine, I'll ally with you. What do I get out of it?"
"One partner for life, and the throne at your side. Is that enough?"
She stared at him in shock. "Are you insane? This is a perfectly straightforward business deal. Don't bring feelings into it. That'll cost me money."
