Sunken Jade

He was He Fuzhao, Marquis of Dingxuan, known as the “Cold-Faced Asura.” His ruthless, decisive fighting style struck fear into his enemies, yet deep within the treacherous mists of court, he kept a quiet haven in his heart, hidden from every prying eye.

She was Chen Suning, younger sister of the Deputy Commissioner of the Secret Pivot. Brilliant and quick-witted, she refused to be constrained by the limitations of being a woman. Her small frame held a breadth of vision and resolve far beyond the ordinary.

When they first met, he thought her unlike the usual sheltered young ladies, and found her somewhat intriguing. But his heart remained unmoved. If she hadn’t been the Deputy Commissioner’s sister, the two of them might never have crossed paths at all.

Yet an unexpected encounter stirred unfamiliar feelings in his heart. A sliver of warmth quietly began to unlock the defenses he had kept sealed for years. The man who once paid her no heed gradually found his gaze filled with her image. His long-silent heart could not help beating faster, drawing closer to her with every pulse.

He couldn’t explain why. He only knew that the longing to see her grew stronger and harder to conceal.

Only when the words “He Fuzhao, just kill me!” burst from her lips did he realize he had long since fallen deeply in love. His voice tight with the fear of losing her again, he asked, “You still want to leave me?”