My Princess Consort Can Tell Fortunes

“Master, the Princess Consort has run off with all the silver in the estate...” The steward looks utterly alarmed.

“Run off? At most, she'll get from one side of the bed to the other.” A moment later, a certain man carries the “thief” back in a bundle, grinning from ear to ear. “Wife, how can you run away with only money? Here's a thoughtful, devoted, handsome man, ready to be packed up and taken along.”

The steward shakes his head. His master is having another bout of lovesickness.

*

She seems gentle, every inch a refined young lady, with striking beauty and grace. In truth, she's cold-hearted and calculating, domineering too, and possesses a mysterious identity that would drive the world mad.

He is the Thirteenth Prince, and the shame of the Li Kingdom. Cold, arrogant, cruel, and violent, he has never cared about human life. Yet he alone tolerates and indulges a little woman who can be gentle one moment and willful and brazen the next.

*

She hits the Empress Dowager, slaps a princess, stirs up trouble in the imperial harem, and incites the officials to resign en masse. Everyone says she's been spoiled beyond all reason, but the man merely replies, cool as ever, “I don't usually spoil anyone. But when I do, I don't care if it costs me my life.”