Xie Jinghong rescued a sickly scholar. She thought she'd send him on his way once he recovered, but who knew the man would act spoiled, get jealous, and climb into her bed? In the end, he attached himself to her, heart and soul. She'd always thought Shen Zhiwei was nothing more than an outside wife she'd taken in on a whim. Until the day the army returned to the capital, when the entire court knelt and cried, "We welcome the Regent!" Xie Jinghong looked at the man who had been clutching her and complaining of back pain just the night before, and slowly drew her blade. "Explain." The Regent coughed lightly. "My wife, could you wait until we get home to cut me down?"
