The Scheming Crown Princess

Yun Meng, the legitimate eldest daughter of the prime minister’s household. Though she was born legitimate, her mother didn’t dote on her and her father didn’t love her. Even the servants in the household could bully her as they pleased. When she opened her eyes again, the timidity in them had vanished, replaced by cleverness and intelligence. Servants abusing their mistress? A spiteful half-sister? A stepmother plotting against her? She swore that from now on, whoever showed her an inch of respect would get a foot in return. Whoever crossed her would pay tenfold! Spoiler One: The Showdown “What tricks did you use to spend the night at the Crown Prince’s residence?” “Oh? Did you come to ask your elder sister how to win a man’s favor?” “You shameless temptress!” “If you, Yun Xian’er, had what it takes to be a temptress, you could spend a night at the Crown Prince’s residence too, just like your elder sister. Do you have that kind of ability?” “You... You’re utterly shameless!” Yun Xian’er crushed the handkerchief in her hand and threw it to the ground in fury. “Lan Xuan, pick up the handkerchief and throw it out! Don’t let it dirty the floor of Yating Pavilion!” Yun Meng called after Yun Xian’er, loud enough for her to hear. Spoiler Two: The Frame-Up Yun Chaoqun, her father: “Meng’er, tell me, what exactly happened today?” Yun Meng: “Father, it was all my fault. I should have taken the main road, but instead I went down this little-used path. Younger sister Xian’er happened to be passing by, and I was startled and accidentally fell into the water. It was all my fault. I was careless, so please don’t blame her.” Spoiler Three: About the Hero “Do you dare squeeze me any tighter?” Yun Meng admitted she was about to suffocate. Jin Chuchen let go and looked at Yun Meng’s flushed face. A glint of mischief flashed in his eyes. “Looks like I’ll have to breathe some air into you.” Their lips and tongues entwined, turning and lingering as colorful butterflies danced lightly in the air... “Jin Chuchen, you!” Yun Meng rubbed her swollen, red lips and glared at him angrily. “Let’s call it a mark,” Jin Chuchen said, nodding with satisfaction. A mark, my foot! Yun Meng grabbed one of Jin Chuchen’s arms and bit down hard. When she let go, beads of blood had appeared on his arm, along with two clear rows of teeth marks! “Meng’er really does love her husband! The deeper the bite, the deeper the love.” A sweet romance! A strong heroine, one-on-one romance!