Lin Jiangnan has always followed propriety and tradition. The most rebellious thing she ever did was fall in love with the sworn younger brother her mother had taken in.
Zhuang Qing was the most dazzling man in all the capital, and the powerful chief grand secretary who held sway over the imperial court.
He had always been abstinent and reserved, eccentric and severe, cautious in word and deed. The most treasonous thing he ever did was fall in love with his enemy's daughter.
At first, she would obediently and politely call him, "Uncle."
Later, he crossed the bounds of propriety, coaxing her step by step into his trap. "I don't like that name. You can call me Qinglang."
And later still...
His identity was exposed, stunning the world. The Jin dynasty, destroyed more than a decade ago, still had descendants. The fallen dynasty's heirs had returned to reclaim their throne, and the court was swept into a bloody storm.
She became his pawn, cast aside.
Heartbroken, Jiangnan chose another man, never imagining that one day he would appear at her wedding, full of confidence, and carry her off. He pinned her hard against a corner wall, his eyes red.
"I won't let you marry another man!"
She smiled faintly and called him, "Uncle."
