In her previous life, she exhausted herself trying to avenge her parents and pave the way for her only younger sister. In return, all she got was her sister’s bitter hatred. Though she stood high above everyone, endless loneliness was all she had for company.
In this life, she only wants to live for herself, doing as she pleases. Was it chance or fate that brought her together with the notorious treacherous minister, a crafty, cruel and sinister villain whom everyone wanted dead? Yet he alone made her believe the words, “A lifetime is but a dream of fleeting splendor. There is always someone who will cherish you as their own life.”
Of Mu Liuli, the mistress of the Luoxian Tower,
The Emperor once declared, “Mistress Mu deserves to be called the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom of Moluo!”
The Imperial Preceptor, however, laughed and said, “Mistress Mu always calls me a thousand-year-old demon. I suppose that means she thinks I’m the most beautiful.” Everyone was floored. Only the Imperial Preceptor would compete with a woman over beauty!
The Crown Prince once said, “That woman has no heart.”
The Imperial Preceptor’s only comment was four words, leaving everyone baffled: “Having no heart is best!”
That way, he could fill that empty space himself, leaving no room for anyone or anything else!
Young Master Yu said, “Liuli is beautiful but fragile. Only someone who truly knows how to cherish her deserves to have her.”
The Imperial Preceptor strongly disagreed. “Even if every other woman in the world shattered, that woman would still be just fine.” It sounded very much like she was the sort of calamity that lived for a thousand years.
The Martial Alliance Leader once remarked, “Mu Liuli truly lives up to her title as mistress of the Luoxian Tower. She really is like an immortal descended from heaven!”
The Imperial Preceptor scoffed. “An immortal? How could an immortal be good enough for a treacherous minister like me?” The world had all been fooled by that woman!
Mu Liuli herself once said, “I’m no good person, but with the Imperial Preceptor around, I’m certainly not the worst one!”
The Imperial Preceptor smiled. “It is my honor to use my wickedness to bring out Mistress Mu’s goodness!”
[Good and evil cannot coexist]
“Imperial Preceptor, good and evil cannot coexist.” Someone resolutely turns down a certain lecher.
And then, before long…
“My lady, everyone now says you’re the embodiment of evil. You no longer need to worry about the divide between good and evil.”
“Then I suppose I should thank you, Imperial Preceptor.” Someone grits her teeth. Her Luoxian Tower is the foremost sect of the righteous path, and now its mistress has somehow become the embodiment of evil?!
The Imperial Preceptor smiles tenderly. “It is my duty as your husband to ease your worries. There’s no need to thank me, my lady.”
[One couple, no misunderstandings, no cheating, no hurting each other!]
This story is entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Please don’t imitate or use it as a reference!
A friendly reminder: Mistress Mu and the author are not related in any way. The author once saw a string of old green glass prayer beads, had a sudden inspiration, and Mistress Mu was born.