My Lord, Take Your Time: Your Beloved Runaway Princess

Produced by the Muyulou Club

She is a top medical talent from the twenty-first century, skilled in every kind of weapon. In her spare time, she also secretly steals priceless national treasures, making her the most academically accomplished thief around.

He is the famed God of War Prince of Beichen, peerless in grace and breathtakingly handsome. On their wedding night, he coldly grips her by the throat. "Woman, you don't deserve to live in this world, much less speak a single word to me!" Instead of getting angry, she smiles and raises a delicate hand, pinning him against the door. "Your Highness, should I slap you to death or poison you?"

"Woman, where do you think you're running?" He gives a wicked smile, standing with his hands behind his back as he stares straight at her.

The woman freezes, then stammers, "Uh, actually, I wasn't planning to run!"

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He strokes her face like a lecher, rubbing it slowly as the corners of his mouth twist into something that isn't quite a smile. "You're the first person to be so presumptuous on my turf, and you'll be the last."

The woman grits her teeth and pleads softly, "Your Highness, could you let me go? I'll do anything for you. I'll be sure to repay your kindness!"

He bows his head and chuckles, his dark eyes gleaming like a predator's. "From now on, you'll be my personal maid. You aren't allowed to go anywhere without my permission."

"What?" The woman raises her voice in disbelief. "Your personal maid?"

"You should know what happens to servants who defy their masters. If you want to stay alive and well, behave yourself and stay here. Otherwise, I don't keep idle people around."

"Are you sure you want me to serve you?"

"Unless you agree to be my woman!"

The woman rolls her eyes and grits her teeth. "I'll be your maid, then!"