The Young Tyrant’s Bedchamber Maid

Yun Fang served as Zhao Wu's personal maid for over a decade, watching with her own eyes as he grew from an adorable little dumpling into the man he was today.

She knew the emperor's temperament all too well: even before ascending the throne, he had been cold and ruthless, and after taking the throne, his moods became even more unpredictable.

She had always carefully played the part of a gentle, sensible palace maid, never asking for anything. She simply counted the days and saved her money, hoping for a peaceful life after leaving the palace.

Zhao Wu seemed to appreciate her "good sense."

But gradually, Yun Fang noticed that the scrutiny in his gaze was growing more intense.

Sure enough, he granted her a "favor." "Yun Fang, you have served me faithfully for many years. Today, I will grant you one wish. Whatever you ask for, I will agree to it."

He added with a laugh, "Don't be afraid. Whatever you ask for today, even the position of Noble Consort, I will grant it."

Yun Fang's heart tightened. Without a moment's hesitation, she knelt and pressed herself to the ground. "This servant wishes to leave the palace and return to her hometown."

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On the day she left the palace, the bowstring on the high terrace behind her tightened with a faint twang. Suddenly, an arrow whistled into the road ahead, kicking up dust.

Yun Fang didn't dare look back. She clutched her bundle, her nails digging hard into her palm.

Zhao Wu's guileless, harmless laughter rang out. "Sister, go on. I was only teasing you."

With the wind roaring in her ears, Yun Fang dashed through the palace gates without hesitation.

-

That night, just as Yun Fang was about to change carriages and leave the Central Plains, a familiar, icy presence hit her the moment she climbed inside.

She met those familiar eyes. Her soul nearly left her body. She turned to flee, only to be bound tight by those snake-like arms. A faint, trembling laugh sounded beside her ear.

"Sister lied to me. You weren't going home... How should I punish you?"

1v1, scheming

Possessive pursuit

The male lead is crazy, really crazy, especially crazy

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