Ye Ling, chancellor of Jin, committed a grave crime, was stripped of office, and spent years under house arrest.
Chu Xu, the crown prince of another kingdom, casually remarked to an envoy during a chat, "I hear he's a beauty. What a shame."
Unexpectedly, the words reached the emperor of the enemy kingdom, who sent Ye Ling to him as a gesture of goodwill.
The ministers all said Ye Ling was obviously a spy and must never be allowed to stay by the crown prince's side.
Chu Xu didn't care. Everyone knew Ye Ling was aloof and distant; surely he wouldn't truly lower himself to become Chu Xu's lover.
Besides, if he knew Ye Ling was a spy, then keeping him close was the safest option.
But why wasn't this cold beauty anything like the rumors?
He had absolutely no shame, and used that pretty face to seduce Chu Xu every single day!
Smoldering eyes, flirtatious glances.
Was Chu Xu really the kind of man who would fall for a beauty's charms so easily?
His pupils shook. He really was.
In that case, this spy couldn't be allowed to stay.
Chu Xu sharpened his knife, polishing the dagger until it gleamed.
A refined voice came from behind him. "Your Highness, what are you doing?"
The cold blade reflected the vicious, murderous look on Chu Xu's face. "Sharpening my knife. I'm going to kill someone."
The person behind him paused, then continued, "Who are you going to kill, Your Highness? Perhaps I can do it for you."
"Get rid of the spy. Kill Ye Ling!" Chu Xu ground out through clenched teeth.
There was no further reply. Chu Xu turned around in confusion and found that the person behind him wasn't one of his attendants. It was Ye Ling.
A shining tear slipped down that peerlessly beautiful face. Dressed in thin clothes on a winter night, Ye Ling stood quietly at a distance, looking at him with nothing but disappointment and sorrow in his eyes.
Too tempting! He couldn't bring himself to do it.
Chu Xu sheathed the dagger and hurried over, offering him a silk handkerchief. "I hadn't finished speaking. I meant I was going to kill Ye Ling's... enemy."
While Chu Xu was dealing with important matters, an attendant came in to report, "Your Highness, Young Master Ye says he has a headache and wants you to keep him company for a nap."
Chu Xu still had a pile of memorials to read. He was the one who ought to have a headache. He slapped the table in fury. "How unreasonable! A crown prince waiting on a spy while he sleeps? I'd be laughed out of my wits if anyone heard about it!"
The attendant asked nervously, hesitating, "So, Your Highness, are you going or not?"
"Of course..." Chu Xu began, but didn't finish.
The attendant was about to ask again when he looked up and saw Chu Xu was already gone. Only the figure of someone hurrying toward the bedchamber remained.
Chu Xu's heart fluttered as he quickened his steps. Ye Ling was so clingy! How would he survive without Chu Xu?
Sinister, theatrical prince top x beautiful, strong, tragic, free-spirited chancellor bottom. Includes pregnancy and childbirth.
The blurb is from the top's perspective; the story is from the bottom's perspective.
Theme: No matter where you find yourself, remain calm and composed.
