Er Yue makes her living in a place where all sorts of people mingle. To find out how her older sister died, she takes her place as the new Princess Consort of Nan Hanchuan.
She loves money, is cunning and shameless, and embodies everything Nan Hanchuan detests. Nan Hanchuan has always been cold and aloof, but when he encounters the baffling creature that is Er Yue, he can't help but fall for her, little by little.
"Let her enter the residence on her own. I won't go to meet her."
"Your Highness, I'm afraid that's not possible. She's already outside the gates, beating gongs and drums while waiting for you."
"Tell her she doesn't need to wait on our wedding night. I won't have time to go."
"Your Highness, the Princess Consort has already gone to sleep."
"Where did my painting go?"
"Your Highness, the Princess Consort sold it."
Nan Hanchuan recognized Er Yue, then flew into a mix of shock and fury. "How dare you dress as a man and sneak a look at me?"
Er Yue looked innocent and stubbornly refused to admit it. "Who wanted to look at you? It's not like you're that handsome. Seeing something I don't like hurts my eyes, okay!"
