When she was transformed into the cannon fodder who died young in the book, Su Yan was holding a blood-stained dagger - one second she had been shot through the heart by her undercover lover, and the next second she had become a lamb to be slaughtered in the ancient world.
As a top agent, she doesn't believe in love, only in the light of swords. But as soon as he established a foothold in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he was entangled by the enemy's hostage who was rumored to be docile and tolerant.
Shen Che was clearly a chess piece in the book, but he grabbed her wrist when no one was around and said with dark eyes, "Miss Su's skills are not like those of a boudoir."
She originally wanted to avoid the main plot, but was forcibly dragged into the situation by this white-cut black proton. He used her skills to stir up trouble and tested her bottom line with a hypocritical smile, but when she was seriously injured and dying, he uncontrollably squeezed her hand.
"Su Yan," his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, "don't die, your life can only be mine."
She sneered: "Master Proton, just use it, show your affection to who?"
But he chuckled lowly and stroked her wound with his fingertips. There was paranoia in his eyes: "At first it was to take advantage, but now... I want to plot you into the rest of my life."
——You are the unexpected variable in my plan, and the only chess piece in my life that I don't want to let go.
