Imperial Power and Romance

Qin Xiaochuan had been a carefree country girl until an imperial decree tricked her into returning to the capital.

It turned out her family wanted to use her as a pawn and marry her off to the peace-loving Prince An. Everyone was just waiting to see her make a fool of herself with her uncouth manners and become the laughingstock of the world when she entered his manor.

A joke? Did they really think she was a pushover anyone could bully?

Did the world know who had destroyed the Heavenly Physician Hall? Who had built a business so vast it had drawn the attention of nations far and wide?

And did they know that the silver needles in her hand could heal the sick, or take a life?

She had managed to deceive almost everyone, yet one man kept haunting her. “Don't worry. No matter how many faces you wear, you have never escaped my grasp.”

The court was rife with intrigue and power games. Needles hidden in her hand, she concealed herself within it. She pierced people's hearts and defied fate...

Was the peace-loving Prince An truly indifferent to the world? How could the mighty Heavenly Physician Hall collapse overnight? Where was the woman chosen by fate? Those lying in wait always claimed they were biding their time for revenge.

Whether wolves wore sheep's clothing or foxes borrowed a tiger's might, all the hustle and bustle was driven by profit.

The world was vast, and as people vied for dominion, all kinds of figures emerged: heroes and overlords who commanded the winds and clouds. Amid all that splendor, only one person stood unrivaled.

Someone once told me, “Trust me. I'll use the supreme power of the throne to give you a world of endless romance.” Someone like that must be the person in this world who understands me best...