Before the Second Young Master of Duke’s Manor was executed, the Old Madam wanted to leave him an heir.
She summoned all the maids to the rear courtyard and asked which of us was willing to make a trip to death row.
The girls exchanged uneasy glances.
If they wanted to climb into a young master’s bed, there were plenty of young lords in the manor to choose from. Why throw away their future on a man who was about to die?
I was the only one who stepped out of the crowd.
The others called me a fool for ruining my prospects when I had already been chosen for the First Young Master.
But what they didn’t know was that I had been lusting after the Second Young Master for ages.
He was going to die anyway. Once the deed was done, I would run.
After he was gone, I would burn plenty of spirit money for him to make amends.
But just as I was gleefully packing my bundle, news arrived that Second Young Master Jiang had escaped from prison.
I fled in a panic with the simple-minded young lady and the elderly Old Madam in tow.
Until one day, Second Young Master Jiang tracked us down with a sword in hand and bared his gleaming white teeth at me.
“Jinque, you and I have a score to settle.”
