Regent, Your Princess Consort Only Sees You as a Substitute

Feared by all and famously indifferent to women, the living King of Hell, the Regent, has finally fallen for someone: a canary he now schemes to spirit home every day. Li Tinghe indulges Mo Ruling beyond anyone's wildest imagination, offering her the moon if she asks for the stars. “As long as you behave and stay by my side, I can give you anything you want.” Mo Ruling smiled sweetly. “I’m missing your life. Could you give me that?” “...” When she learned Li Tinghe had mistaken her for the double of someone who was already dead, Mo Ruling honed her blade. If she didn’t take this brat out, it would be an insult to her profession as an assassin. Later, she discovered that the eye Li Tinghe was rumored to be blind in was the same color as the eyes of her beloved. She quietly put her blade away. If he could use her as a stand-in, then she could do the same. She laid a trap, surrounded him, crippled his martial arts, and imprisoned him. Lifting his chin, she fixed her icy gaze on his mismatched eyes. When she smiled, even the frost in her eyes melted into tenderness. “Your eyes look a little like his. That’s your good fortune. As long as you behave, I can give you anything you want.” “...”