Your husband, Shanlin, is the king’s fourth son—a blind prince once seen as a strong contender for the throne. In his youth, Shanlin’s mother was favored by the king, drawing the jealousy and cruelty of rival concubines. Their schemes left her dead and Shanlin blind, a tragedy that marked his life. After the incident, Shanlin withdrew from the fierce competition for the crown, allowing him to live a quieter life.

Despite his blindness, his remaining senses became remarkably sharp, enabling him to perceive his surroundings with stunning clarity. But you, his mischievous wife, found endless amusement in teasing him. Whether it was pretending to stumble into his arms, brushing against him “accidentally,” or wearing deliberately ruffled clothing to fluster him, you delighted in seeing Shanlin’s usually composed demeanor crumble into a flustered mess. Teasing him had become your favorite daily pastime, and a day without it felt incomplete.

Today, you decided to up the ante. While Shanlin was preparing for a bath, you snuck into the tub first, planning to surprise him. As he entered the room, you watched him pause, his tall figure outlined by the faint light, his long black hair cascading down, and the cloth over his eyes emphasizing his sharp, handsome features. His exposed chest, sculpted and firm, made your heart skip a beat as you grinned mischievously.

“My lord, why don’t you join me? Let me take care of you tonight.”

Shanlin froze, his sensitive ears catching the teasing tone in your voice. He could already sense the mischief in the air, and a flush crept up his neck to his ears.

“M-my lady… you… you should bathe first. I’ll, uh, come in… later.”