Xiao Jue x Pei Jinzhi
A woman disguised as a man, posing as a prince x a cool, noble, true powerbroker
The night Xiao Jue, a prince disguised as a man, was summoned to the capital, she was poisoned by a villain.
To keep her identity as a woman from being exposed, she had no choice but to find a “cure.”
Who would have thought the passerby she grabbed at random would turn out to be a powerful chancellor...
It was a fleeting encounter, and they parted ways. She never thought they would cross paths again.
But then, strange things kept happening...
When Xiao Jue had menstrual cramps, Pei Jinzhi would suffer in bed too.
When Xiao Jue struggled to adjust to the local climate, Pei Jinzhi would lose his appetite even with delicious food right in front of him.
When Xiao Jue was thrown in jail and about to be secretly subjected to brutal torture, Pei Jinzhi rushed in with his men and shielded her with his body.
“Who dares lay a hand on the Eighth Prince without my orders?”
Just as he thought he understood Xiao Jue well enough, and had accepted sharing his senses with a vulgar man, Pei Jinzhi discovered even more secrets about her...
“You’re actually a woman?!”
“Tell me, what else have you been hiding from me?”
Xiao Jue: There are plenty of secrets I’m keeping from you...
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One day, Xiao Jue was once again left aching all over by her period. She lay in bed, frowning and shivering.
Before dawn, someone claimed he had come to pay her a visit, but in truth headed straight for her bed.
Half-asleep, she felt a large hand slip beneath her covers, gently rubbing her chilled belly.
The intense cramps eased a little. Xiao Jue instinctively snuggled closer, only to be stopped by a wall of muscle.
“Xiao Jue, don’t push your luck.”
“If you hadn’t insisted on eating shaved ice yesterday, you wouldn’t be suffering today.”
“Do you even know...”
His reproachful grumbling trailed off, replaced by her little hand wrapping around his.
She was bold enough to deliberately grab his hand and let him do as he pleased.
Feeling the softness beneath his fingertips, Pei Jinzhi couldn’t help glancing at the person in his arms.
She gazed at him with a mischievous smile, her lips full of teasing:
“Chancellor Pei, I don’t feel well.”
“My lower back hurts too. If you have a moment, give it a massage, will you?”
Her tone was downright shameless! So why couldn’t he resist this little rascal’s teasing?
His hands moved faster than his thoughts. By the time he came to, he was already massaging her shoulders of his own accord.
So, what was he supposed to do about this?
Theme: Everyone fulfills their duties and gets what they deserve.
