Song Jin had only ever seen people get drunk and lose themselves in passion with their mortal enemy in storybooks. She never imagined that one day it would happen to her.
The lingering, heady atmosphere in the room had yet to fade. The rich scent of wine seemed to constantly remind them of how they had lost control and let themselves go last night... The room was in disarray, and beneath her waist was the white robe that man had always worn with such impeccable care, now crumpled into a mess.
Even with all her experience, Song Jin couldn't help blushing at the sight.
She wrapped herself in a soft quilt to cover her disheveled body, then lifted her chin slightly at the frosty man sitting at the other end of the bed. "I was drunk last night, Your Highness. If you want a title, Lord Mei, that can be arranged."
The man only gave her a cold look. "No need."
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Song Jin hated Mei Dianyu most of all. She hated his lofty air and the way he treated her as if she didn't exist. She had set out to humiliate him, teasing and provoking him time and again, but all he did was report to her imperial brother that "the Grand Princess has behaved improperly," getting her made to kneel for several hours.
After that night, he avoided her like the plague, and his gaze was often full of disdain.
Song Jin couldn't be bothered to deal with someone so dull and wooden anymore, so that very night she spent the night at Chunfeng House.
Mei Dianyu came to Chunfeng House under orders to escort Song Jin home, but outside her room, he heard a familiar voice say, "Brother A Yu..."
Only then did he realize who Song Jin had called "Brother A Yu" during that night of passion...
The man's name was Gu Yu.
He looked seventy percent like Mei Dianyu.
Reading guide: Unrestrained and flamboyant princess x aloof powerful minister, both virgins, happy ending
Theme: Form is emptiness