The Wealthy CEO's Beloved Concubine

An irresistible imperial decree. Tang Dynasty Empress Qin Liushou picks up the falling brocade. "Is the prince really ruthless?" In the dim light of the nine palaces, night rain falls. A wisp of true qi enters the brows of the unconscious woman on the bed, who has been ravaged. "Empress?" "Your... Your Majesty!" Weak and powerless, yet frightened. The unfinished words are covered by the purple-robed man leaning over. "Just a lowly village girl, daring to dream of being the mistress of the harem! You must be tired of living!" Outside the window, wind and rain rage. In the dark room, two figures fall into darkness. Her hands are cold. She rises slowly. Everything around her, except him, is so unfamiliar. "Crown Prince?" Her eyelashes, like thin wings, flutter open. The person before her becomes unfamiliar too. "Thank you for saving me just now. My name is Fan Mo." "Ye Shang Fan Mo?" The boy stares wide-eyed, full of disbelief. In the distance, wolves howl. Ye Shang stands up, grabs Qin's hand, and starts running. "You know my name? Come with me!"