The Alluring Wet Nurse Has the Marquis's Brothers Fighting over Her

A beloved beauty as a medicinal catalyst + three male leads, all devoted to her + a rivalry-filled love triangle + a battle-scarred general × his gloomy younger brother × a mad emperor + irresistible physical attraction + the irresistible pull of true love Meng Jiao'er was the notorious little rascal of the whole neighborhood, blessed with a captivating fragrance and medicinal dew. The Divine Physician said she was a medicinal catalyst meant to keep the dead alive. Meng Jiao'er only knew that selling herself would earn enough silver for Scholar Wang's tuition, for Madam Wang's old age, and for her own glorious future as a scholar's wife. On the day she was examined, more than one person stood behind the Marquis's residence's screen, and every gaze was full of possessiveness. She never expected the man she signed a contract with to be a fearsome general in a wheelchair, whose eyes always held a hint of restrained tenderness when he looked at her. Nor did she expect the general's younger brother, as handsome as a demon, to stand outside her window at night, staring at the bowl in her hands with bloodshot eyes. Least of all did she expect the Scholar Wang she had longed for to be holding the widow next door, calling her “a used-up whore slept with by some noble in the capital.” The two brothers of the marquis's house, however, had their own things to say. One said coldly, “You're a person, not a thing.” The other said with red-rimmed eyes, “I deserve to die, but I can't give you up.” They fought over her, vied for her, and cherished her as if she might break. But neither of them would tell her: That poor scholar doesn't want you anymore. We do. And she didn't know that the owner of the gaze behind the screen, the mad emperor, had no intention of letting her go either.