Introduction
For three years, I shared Marquis Murong Zifeng's bed. No talk of feelings, no romance—not even a single kiss.
He held sway over all the land, the capital's most dazzling jewel; I was but a poor scholar, his cheapest solace in loneliness.
Until that day, I saw him smile and ruffle my friend Liu Yunshu's hair, his tenderness blinding.
Three years of sharing his bed, and it had all been my own foolish fantasy.
I decided to leave. He panicked.