Slumber in Spring’s Embrace

On a snowy winter night, Pei Jingci saved a beautiful, helpless orphan girl. He brought her into his world, carefully molding her into the perfect pawn. By day, she was his sharpest blade—swift, efficient, and deadly. By night, she slipped into his bed, her soft skin wrapped in brocade, curling up against his chest as she murmured sweetly, “Your Highness…” No one knew the truth: the elegant proprietress of the Moonlit Pavilion and the Third Prince were lovers. In their most intimate moments, she would look up at him with sparkling eyes and ask in a whisper, “Does Your Highness like A Yin?” The curtains would sway gently as Pei Jingci smiled, his fingers curling around her robe, “A Yin, be...