“If a dog bites you, just bite it back. Glaring at me won’t do you any good. We’re not even the same species, so I can’t help you with that.” Shen Changhuan said with a beaming smile as she looked at the Second Prince, Chu Yan’an. He was furious with the infuriating Shen Changhuan, yet there was nothing he could do about the woman in front of him. Shen Changhuan stifled a laugh. “Hah, picking a fight with me? You don’t know that making people miserable is my specialty. You want to make my life difficult? As if you’re good enough, trash.” Born into a family of generals, she was nobler than words could express and had been doted on since childhood. She looked down on the powerful and privileged.
Little did she know that even her sharp tongue would one day be silenced. Lately, rumors had been spreading that a holy monk had arrived at Putuo Temple, a man said to be able to foresee the future and dispel all worldly troubles. An idea struck her, and she decided to pay the monk a visit. No one expected that, thanks to a chance encounter at the temple, she would meet Luo Chenyu, the God of War Prince.
“Why should I give you the peace charm the holy monk gave me? We barely know each other.” She looked up and met his handsome face. “We will from now on. How about one condition in exchange for the charm?” “If that still won’t do, you can have me instead. That’s a pretty good deal for you.” The speaker was none other than Luo Chenyu, the God of War Prince of the Great Xia Kingdom. Shen Changhuan cursed inwardly. “A thoroughly calculating, shameless pretty boy.”
They joined forces time and again to overcome danger, until her clever heart won over his own, cold one. From then on, they would walk hand in hand through the rest of their lives.
