Chapter 1: Her Name Is Chi Mo, Guan Yizhou's Girlfriend
"Good girl, don't move~"
"...Lift it higher."
It was the dead of night. Inside the dim bedchamber of the Eastern Palace, the candles had long been blown out by the wind.
Under the moonlight, the young woman's silky black hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall. Her skin was like congealed cream, warm and soft as jade.
Behind her was a sturdy chest, muscles clearly defined and burning hot.
Sang Zhi's eyes were rimmed red, her pupils like black glass soaked in water.
She was starting to regret this. She tried to sneak toward the corner of the bed.
She'd barely shifted an inch when a man's cold, jade-white hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her back.
The man's body pressed down over hers. His palm cupped the back of her head. The motion was gentle, yet it made Sang Zhi tremble for some reason.
His breath was scorching. He murmured hoarsely against her ear:
"Trying to run?"
Cool lips suddenly covered hers, biting her lower lip.
"Open up. Stick your... out."
The man's breathing was searing, as if he wanted to melt her into his very bones and blood.
Sang Zhi's cheeks burned like crimson clouds. Her whole body went boneless, too starved of oxygen to speak.
Surging lust churned in the depths of the man's eyes, like waves that couldn't be held back.
The moment she met those eyes, her head spun.
Everyone in the world knew that the current Crown Prince was cold, aloof, and abstinent. He never went near women.
Yet Xiao Yan looked exactly like a man about to devour someone alive right now.
Did she... put too much of the drug in?
But if she didn't do it now, there wouldn't be time.
Tears gathered at the corners of Sang Zhi's eyes. She hardened her heart.
She simply tilted her head up and kissed his neck.
Between kisses, she mumbled unclearly, "Crown Prince Brother, you've been drugged. Let me help you..."
The man's jawline snapped taut. His voice was hoarse with extreme restraint: "Have you thought this through?"
He pinned down the young woman's slender, restless white wrist, veins rising on the back of his hand. "If you provoke Gu tonight, don't regret it when you wake up tomorrow morning."
Sang Zhi's eyes were wet and red at the corners. "I won't regret it..."
The rainstorm fell harder, drenching the entire Forbidden City, and throwing Sang Zhi's heartbeat into chaos.
If everything went smoothly, after tonight, she would become the Crown Prince's bedmate.
Sang Zhi was the daughter of the late Marquis of Suppressing the North.
Four years ago, war broke out at the border. Her father and mother rushed to the battlefield and both died in combat. Her eldest brother went missing.
The grand estate of the loyal martyrs was left with only her, an orphaned girl.
The Emperor showed mercy, taking her into the palace to be raised and bestowing upon her the title of Princess Ming'an.
Life had originally been quite peaceful.
Who would have thought that yesterday, she'd accidentally overheard that the Emperor planned to marry her off to the Northern Border for a political marriage.
She heard the Northern Border chieftain was an old man nearing seventy.
He already had over a dozen concubines in his tribe. He clearly couldn't perform, yet he was lecherous, and his bedroom games were twisted!
Sang Zhi didn't want a political marriage. With no way out, she came up with a plan—drug him and climb into his bed.
After turning it over in her mind, she finally set her sights on Crown Prince Xiao Yan, whom she'd admired for a long time.
He was the heir designated by Grand Ancestor on his deathbed, the emperor who would one day rule the vast empire.
More importantly, he was just so damn good-looking.
If they consummated their relationship, who would still dare send her off for a political marriage!
Crown Prince Brother had always treated her well. Maybe she could even become his Crown Princess.
So, while everyone was distracted, she snuck into the Eastern Palace alone.
To her surprise, the hall was pitch dark and completely empty. No one was around.
And Xiao Yan was already drugged, lying on the bed.
The man's robes were thrown open, the rise and fall of his lean muscles distinct, lines smooth and full of power.
Hehe, she got it without any effort. She didn't even have to lift a finger.
Sang Zhi rejoiced inwardly.
Her gaze landed on Xiao Yan's eight-pack abs. Clearly defined blocks, incredibly striking!
With such a visual feast presented before her, she swallowed hard and couldn't help reaching out to touch them.
Hard and firm, carrying a scalding heat.
She never expected that Crown Prince Brother, who usually kept a low profile, had such a great body.
Sang Zhi crawled onto the bed like a cat, lowering her head to search for his lips.
The moment their lips touched, driven by the drug, the man couldn't wait to chase after her kiss.
Outside the hall, the sound of rain was pouring and shattered. She sank into the soft blankets, eyelashes trembling.
The corners of her eyes were as red as crushed roses. Her sweet, soft voice made one's throat itch.
The night was deep.
Xiao Yan couldn't see the face of the person beneath him clearly, but he could feel her...
His fingertips twitched slightly.
Like touching a piece of fine mutton-fat jade. The texture was so good it made him narrow his eyes slightly.
He wondered if...
it would feel just as good.
What a pity... not yet. There would always be a chance later.
He lifted her chin and kissed those soft lips.
The kiss was deep, carrying an irresistible dominance, as if he wanted to tear her apart and swallow her whole.
Tears welled at the corners of Sang Zhi's eyes. She was kissed breathless, yet she subconsciously hooked her arms around his neck.
The hurried, chaotic kissing continued.
A blinding bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, thunder crashing into the bedchamber.
Fragmented memories violently slammed into Sang Zhi's mind, jolting her consciousness, making her suddenly awaken.
Turns out, she was a modern person, an unlucky soul who had transmigrated into this world from the womb!
This world was a giant novel of *that* kind.
Crown Prince Xiao Yan, currently buried in her chest kissing nonstop, was the male lead. The female lead was his future savior.
And she, Sang Zhi, was just a vicious cannon-fodder side character—shallow, greedy for power and vanity, bent on clinging to the Crown Prince.
In the book, Sang Zhi relied on that one night of passion with the male lead to beg the Emperor and Empress for a marriage decree, successfully marrying the Crown Prince and becoming the Crown Princess.
Originally, Xiao Yan remembered their past sibling-like bond and was fairly patient with her.
But once the female lead appeared, everything changed.
The female lead was the lost daughter of the Marquis of Yunyang, possessing extraordinary medical skills and wandering the world.
When Xiao Yan was injured, she picked him up off the roadside and took him home to treat him.
Later, she was acknowledged by the marquisate. Relying on her medical skills and pure, kind personality, she practically charmed all the noble young masters in the capital.
When she entered the palace to treat the Empress, she and the male lead even fell mutually in love.
In contrast, Sang Zhi, the Crown Princess, was highly controlling and prone to jealousy.
She wouldn't let the Crown Prince take concubines, and replaced all the maids in his palace with eunuchs.
Not only that, the Sang Zhi in the book was especially good at causing trouble. She forced the Crown Prince to eat aphrodisiacs and drink tonics every day, forced him to share her bed daily, and if he refused, she'd throw tantrums and roll on the floor.
Day after day of her antics made the Crown Prince grow increasingly cold and disgusted with her.
And toward the female lead, Sang Zhi was equally ruthless—sowing discord, framing her, using every means possible to deal with her.
In the end, when the truth came out, the ruthless male lead cut out Sang Zhi's tongue and threw her into the Eastern Palace's water dungeon, filled with rats and leeches.
Ahhh! So bloody, so violent, so terrifying.
Sang Zhi looked at the head still buried in her neck and couldn't help shivering. Her dizzy brain instantly cleared.
The one kissing her right now was the dog male lead who would cut out her tongue in the future!
Thinking of this, a chill crept up from the base of her spine, and the earlier tenderness vanished without a trace.
No way! This bed couldn't be climbed.
Messing with the male lead meant a doomed ending. She had to leave quickly, while he wasn't sober yet, while he hadn't recognized her.
While they hadn't actually...
As if sensing the distraction of the person beneath him, a hint of displeasure surfaced in Xiao Yan's eyes.
He tore away that thin layer of a dudou.
"Mmh!"
Sang Zhi couldn't help crying out. Her clear eyes filled with panic, her overly charming face flushed crimson.
Ahhh, what is this male lead doing?!