[A greedy, two-faced shadow guard x A sharp-tongued, haughty prince with princess syndrome]
Shen Luan has three goals in life: do less work, eat more, and retire early.
Unfortunately, her master is sharp-tongued, sinister, and hard to please.
The tea isn't the right temperature? He curses someone. The pastries are too sweet? He curses someone. The food doesn't suit his taste? He curses someone.
When he's in a bad mood, even dogs passing by get an earful.
Shen Luan sighed, fished a few pieces of silver from the dead assassin on the ground, and casually slipped them into her pocket.
She glanced at the taciturn, masked guy beside her and asked a question that cut to the heart of the matter: "How do you think our master has managed to survive this long when he's so... particular?"
His voice was hoarse. "He's tough to kill."
Shen Luan nodded, deeply convinced. "Makes sense. The wicked live a thousand years."
*
Everyone has secrets.
For example, Shen Luan is the shadow guard of the Seventh Prince of Beiliang, and also a spy from Dongli who has been poisoned by a Gu.
And then there's her comrade, who can take on ten men at once. Beneath his mask, he looks exactly like their frail, sickly master.
Reading guide:
1. This is a political intrigue novel that's not especially serious, or maybe a serious story that's not especially political.
2. Anything could happen in this novel, including but not limited to being reborn, faking one's death, a regret-filled chase after a lover, star-crossed lovers, and you loving me when I don't love you, then me loving you to death when you no longer love me...
3. If you don't like it, please leave. Don't curse me, okay?
Theme: Peace is precious
