Mistakenly Treated The Princess As A Concubine

After the downfall of her maternal family left her without support, Wen Zhuojin, the daughter of the former matriarch of Jing’an Marquis Mansion, had her engagement to the heir of Rongguo Duke Mansion snatched by her stepsister.

Following the broken engagement, rumors spread that the heartbroken Wen Zhuojin, who was said to be crying day and night at home, actually disguised herself and went to a brothel in the western district of Yunjing City. There, she redeemed a pure courtesan, housed her in a separately purchased residence, and treated her like a priceless treasure.

The world believed that the engagement had been stolen from Wen Zhuojin, but in fact, it was a marriage she had long wanted to call off.

Because Wen Zhuojin did not like men, she only loved women, especially those who were older than her and stunningly beautiful.

The beauty she brought back perfectly matched her criteria.

To support this beauty, Wen Zhuojin worked hard in business to earn money, providing her with food, clothing, and luxuries more extravagant than those of the nobles in the palace.

However, she felt guilty toward the beauty for being unable to openly give her a proper status.

When Wen Zhuojin entered the palace to seek an audience with a noble and tried to use a large sum of money to request a title for her beauty, she caught sight of the current Eldest Princess.

The Eldest Princess wore a hibiscus crown and mysterious black Taoist robes, holding a whisk. Her aura was like an ice-capped snowy mountain—noble, cold, and ethereal, untouched by mortal affairs.

Rumors said that at fifteen, the Eldest Princess had helped her young brother ascend the throne, quelled rebellions, subdued neighboring countries, and ruled with decisive killing intent. Her power was overwhelming, and everyone feared her.

She was also the woman Wen Zhuojin feared the most.

While everyone else knelt and paid respects, Wen Zhuojin stared at the Eldest Princess with pupils trembling in shock, shivering uncontrollably.

Who could tell her why the Eldest Princess looked exactly like her delicate, helpless beauty sister!!!

At twenty, Eldest Princess Yan Qinglan became a Taoist priestess and swore never to marry. Yet, unexpectedly at twenty-six, she was poisoned and lost her sight. A girl with a sweet, clear voice softly coaxed her and took her away.

At that time, Yan Qinglan was in a dire situation. When she drew near the girl, the faint fragrance on her body eased the pain of the poison’s onset. So, she went along with it, following the girl back to see what her intentions were.

The girl did indeed have intentions on Yan Qinglan, but they were completely different from what Yan Qinglan had imagined.

Delicacies and fine jade dishes, brocade clothes and luxurious attire—she was pampered to the utmost extravagance. In just a few days, Yan Qinglan was nurtured to become even softer and more tender, exquisitely beautiful beyond words.

And all the girl sought was a kiss on the lips.

“Sister, kiss me.”

“Sister, hug me.”

“Sister, cuddle me.”

The sweet voice, laced with coquettish tones, lingered obsessively in her ears day after day.

Gradually, Yan Qinglan developed a greedy attachment. Even after her eyes healed, she continued playing the role of the girl’s “outer mistress” while stirring up storms in the court, vying for power and influence.

Wen Zhuojin confirmed that the Eldest Princess Yan Qinglan and her beautiful sister were the same person. She packed her bags overnight and fled, but before she even left the city gates, she was surrounded by the imperial guards.

Wen Zhuojin looked at the woman she had once bullied into tears, whom she had coaxed into doing many embarrassing things, now approaching her with an aura of fierce menace.

“Ah Zhuo, if you leave, who will be my Empress?”

Just when Wen Zhuojin thought the other would draw a blade on her, Yan Qinglan unexpectedly embraced her and whispered in her ear.