The Rebel Is Still Pursuing the Imperial Consort Today

The first time she saw him was in the resplendent Changqing Hall. She served at the emperor's side, the favored Consort who reigned supreme over the imperial harem.

She clinked cups with the emperor, her half-bared, snowy shoulders alluring beyond words. Even the occasional glance she deigned to give him was enough to haunt his dreams.

He lowered his eyes. Everyone said he was as refined and radiant as the moon, but only he knew how turbulent the wicked thoughts in his heart were.

His frenzied possessiveness nearly consumed him.

He would have her! He would pay any price to get her.

So he laid his plans, step by step, killing anyone who stood in his way, be they gods or Buddhas. He did everything a traitorous usurper could possibly do.

He watched her struggle, watched her despair, watched her imprisoned in his tent with nowhere to flee. Every bit of it thrilled him beyond measure.

He had said that whatever he wanted, he would always get.

"A noble man is like a finely cut piece of jade, polished and perfected."

When she heard that this line was used to describe the third young master of the Pei family, she couldn't help laughing.

How amusing. A violent madman was actually being called a gentleman?

She watched him murder the emperor and his father, watched the enemies of her past fall one by one beneath his blade, and felt a deep satisfaction.

Everyone condemned him for defying all propriety and taking what he wanted by force. But they didn't know that appearing as his prey had been her intention all along.

He was, indeed, the finest sword.

A seductive, calculating, beguiling consort who knows how to reel them in & a wolfish powerbroker, a cultured villain who is nothing like he appears

This blurb was screenshotted and archived on July 8, 2023.

Theme: A skilled hunter always appears as the prey.