Rumor had it that a woman bearing a Lotus Birthmark would become a femme fatale, a harbinger of war and destruction.
Upon hearing this, the Imperial Consort immediately dispatched her people to scour the countryside, intent on strangling this threat in its cradle.
When the news reached Jiangling City, Miss Song was consumed by terror.
She bore a Lotus Birthmark on her own body. If the Imperial Consort’s men found her, she knew she wouldn’t survive.
To save her, her lover decided to find another woman and brand a Lotus Birthmark onto her back, sending her into the palace to take Miss Song’s place.
It was a perilous mission. Even with the promise of a massive reward, there were few takers.
That was until I accepted the post in the Ghost Market.
“I’ll go.”
