Bai Jingjing did not start school until she was fifteen. Three years later, she passed the imperial examinations and entered the Dali Temple. She threw herself into her work for another two years, but her rank still showed no sign of rising.
She was anxious. She had to climb the ranks and repay the Grand Princess for her efforts.
Just then, officials of the current dynasty began dying one after another in bizarre ways. The killer was suspected to be Qing Lian, a strange martial-world figure who had vanished without a trace twenty years ago. He was elusive, and no one had ever seen his true face.
The hot potato passed through the hands of Bai Jingjing's superiors. Hoping for a promotion, Bai Jingjing slapped her forehead and declared, "Leave it to me!"
Her superiors looked at her approvingly and waved a hand, assigning her two assistants: one was a dimwit, and the other was a sourpuss.
The dimwit was easy enough to deal with: he was huge and burly, and exceptionally skilled in martial arts.
As for the sourpuss, he was handsome, with rosy lips and pearly white teeth, but he smiled effeminately all day and was full of tricks. Bai Jingjing seriously wondered how someone with such a crooked mind had managed to join the Dali Temple.
Before long, Bai Jingjing discovered the truth: this pretty boy was not with the Dali Temple at all. He was...
Please note before reading:
1. This is a lighthearted novel.
2. This story only borrows an ancient setting and has nothing to do with the actual feudal customs of ancient times. Most of the details are there to serve the plot.
3. A female lead brimming with righteousness and a flair for the dramatic x a sharp-tongued, equally dramatic male lead
Theme: You can only win if you dare to strive.
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