She came to repay a debt of gratitude, never expecting to fall in love with him.
When she entered the mortal world, a procurer tricked her into being sold to the Spring of Desire for three thousand taels.
The first time she met him, he had been poisoned with Drunken Fate, a toxin with no cure. At best, it would leave him mentally scattered; at worst, it would kill him.
She let him take her passionately, never imagining that he would be gone by the time she woke.
In that pleasure house, she guarded her innocence and waited for him to return.
At last, she saw him again. After they made love, she wanted to leave with him. But he looked at her with utter disdain. “A pair of jade hands resting on the pillows of ten thousand men.”
His words cut her deeply.
They belonged to different worlds, human and demon, destined to be apart.
She had once told him, “Yan Huai, you don’t need to compare yourself to anyone else. In my heart, you are my life.”
Eventually, he finally understood his own heart and broke free of his confusion.
He gave her a name that belonged to her alone. She was no longer a tool he used, nor anyone’s replacement. She was the one he loved most, dearer to him than even Ji Qingyun.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. The cute and kind-hearted Enran and Liao Yanhuai, who abused his wife at first, later became a love brain. When Enran died, he followed him. The last few chapters really made me cry. When they were still young, their relationship was good. I really didn't see enough, it's too short!!!! Can the author write a longer story next time? 😎