Ning Rui'an is the most outrageous prince in the eyes of the world, spending his days indulging in wine and women.
That night, assassins attacked, and I saved him by using my supernatural hearing to warn him in advance.
He gripped my chin and sneered. “Little Super Hearing, are you in league with the assassins, or are you trying to marry your way into the royal family?”
Later, he locked me away in a secluded mansion, all so I could eavesdrop on his political enemies' secrets.
But when my ears bled from listening to every conspiracy for his sake, he smashed all the listening devices.
“I don't want the throne anymore,” he said, holding me tight as he trembled. “I only want you to live.”
But the struggle for imperial power had reached a dead end, and I pushed my hearing beyond its limits one last time to show him a way out.
At the enthronement ceremony, all the people bowed in worship.
The new emperor removed his crown in front of everyone and cupped my bewildered, deaf face in his hands.
“This realm is worth less to me than a single heartbeat beside your ear.”
The most profound love is the most profound love.