Lin Qinghan was the daughter of the former Grand Censor. She possessed beauty that sank fish and sent geese falling, a face that eclipsed the moon and shamed flowers—beauty fit to topple a nation and perfume the heavens.
By a twist of fate, Miss Lin's father had been tortured to death by the original owner of this body. Truly, enemies always met on narrow roads.
And the reason the original owner had done so was because that old emperor had secretly issued an edict, ordering him to subject her father to brutal torture.
Now, that depraved and immoral sovereign had turned his lecherous gaze upon this orphaned girl.
Yet this matter could not see the light of day.
That old emperor could only secretly order the original owner once more to abduct Lin Qinghan into the palace without anyone knowing, for his desecration and amusement.
Poor beauty, fair as a flower and lovely as jade—she was about to fall into the tiger's mouth again.
What surprised Lu Xuan most was that Shen Wanbao, Commander of the Imperial Guard, had actually sent men in secret to rescue Lin Qinghan.
Had circumstances not forced his hand, with his calculating nature, he would never have acted rashly, much less defied that old emperor's will.
After all, that old fox had always kept himself deeply hidden. He was most skilled at lurking behind the scenes and watching coldly as winds and clouds shifted.
But this time, he had ultimately been forced to show himself.
There were only two possibilities.
Either it had been that old emperor's doing, or the work of that brat, the Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace.
After all, throughout the realm, there were only those who could truly make Shen Wanbao, Commander of the Imperial Guard, bow his head and