Summary
On my first night inside a novel, its most dangerous villain climbs into my bed. Feng Lian is pretending to be an orphan girl. I am pretending to be the Prince of Anyang. He plans to use my title, charm me into obedience, and leave me to take the blame. Unfortunately for him, I already know the plot—and I have no intention of playing the helpless fool. If he insists on being my delicate concubine, he can endure embroidery lessons, nourishing meals, and my most outrageous demands. Keeping our secrets should be simple. Keeping a straight face is another matter.