One morning, Qin Muyao transmigrated into the body of a mermaid—and was captured the moment she arrived.

She tried to escape, only to be caught red-handed by a certain tyrant.

Resigned to her fate, she gave up struggling and decided to live like a salted fish—lazy, idle, and just waiting for death.

But to her surprise, the tyrant didn’t execute her. Instead… he kept her in captivity?

Qin Muyao muttered to herself, “My tears turn into pearls, worth a fortune. Of course the tyrant only wants my pearls!”

The tyrant’s expression darkened. “Yaoyao, what I want… is you.”

Qin Muyao stared at the pearls piling up in his hand. “…”

…

Fu Hanzhou had lived a life of restraint and self-discipline—until the day he pulled Qin Muyao from the sea.

Thinking she was nothing more than a pitiful mermaid, he brought her back to the palace, pampered her, and passed the time teasing his little fish.

But she turned out to be far too dazzling—and soon, every pair of covetous eyes in the empire was watching her.

Qin Muyao’s brows curved gracefully as she said, “Your Majesty, the deep-sea creatures are calling me home… I think it’s time I return.”

Fu Hanzhou pressed a finger to her soft lips. “Yaoyao, be good. Do you understand?”