Zhiyou Hall takes on all kinds of strange and unusual jobs. As long as the client pays enough, no wish goes unfulfilled.
One job had been posted on the board for a month without anyone taking it. Shi Yu had just returned to the hall after completing a mission when the reward for this job caught her eye.
Delighted, she snatched it up, thinking she'd found a bargain.
A colleague kindly warned her, “‘Become a concubine to a prince who can't perform, for three months.’ Do you know who this ‘prince who can't perform’ is?”
Shi Yu sensed trouble. “...Who?”
Her colleague sighed. “Prince of Ye, Xiao Shuheng.”
Shi Yu felt her world collapse.
Rumor had it that Prince of Ye Xiao Shuheng had a capricious temperament and loved collecting beautiful women of every kind to keep in his manor.
Another rumor said none of these beauties survived three months. In the end, they all became bones buried in the manor's back garden.
And there was yet another rumor: Xiao Shuheng never erected a gravestone for the women he buried. He planted a peach tree instead, and by now the trees had grown into a forest.
Once she took the job, the deal was sealed and she couldn't back out. With no other choice, Shi Yu set off, trembling.
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Prince of Ye Xiao Shuheng had acquired a new beauty and doted on her, taking her everywhere. Gambling houses across Jinyang City set up wagers on whether she would survive three months.
When Shi Yu heard about it, she disguised herself, rushed to the gambling house, and bet everything she owned on “no.”
Three months passed in the blink of an eye. On the final night, a great fire broke out in the manor, reducing Shi Yu's residence to ruins.
Shi Yu faked her death, completed the job, collected her fee, and won the bet. She walked away with a fortune, the very picture of a winner.
But
It felt as if a piece of her heart had gone missing. No amount of gold could fill the gap.
After half a month in a daze, Shi Yu decided to do something to shake off her gloom.
She picked out another job and disguised herself as the long-lost daughter of the Marquis of Linchuan, moving into his manor to search for an important object.
Just as she was getting used to her new identity, a servant came to report, “A guest has arrived at the manor. The marquis requests that you come over.”
Shi Yu thought nothing of it and followed the servant to the main hall. The moment she looked up, she felt her world collapse all over again.
She trembled, unsure what to do, when she heard Xiao Shuheng across from her say meaningfully, “This young lady looks terribly familiar. May I ask if she's promised to anyone?”
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A heroine who excels at cosplaying all kinds of roles × a hero who has played the same role for more than a decade
Both leads are sexually inexperienced; the prince and princess put on an acting masterclass against each other
Theme: Treat others with sincerity.
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