Lu Jingyuan, leader of the martial world, was widely regarded as a celestial being: peerless in martial arts, gentle and refined, with an aura of clear skies and bright moonlight even when he fought. No one could have imagined that he would get tangled up with a “walking disaster” and somehow end up married to her.
Shen Qingdai, known throughout the martial world as the “attention-seeking little heroine,” had a unique martial art: twisting the leader’s arm and throwing thunder bombs that couldn’t hurt anyone but were good for a scare. Her greatest passions were roaming the martial world, crashing weddings to steal the bridegroom, usually the wrong one, and fighting the Valley of Poisoners over pastries. Armed with a ten-coin peach-blossom dagger and leading a newly weaned foal named Chasing Wind, she was determined to become “the greatest heroine in the martial world.” But she was always one misstep away from disaster: she mistook a wedding feast at Clearwind Stronghold for Lu Jingyuan’s wedding and caused a scene, snuck into the leader’s room to “catch a ghost” only to discover he’d burned himself while drinking medicine, wandered into the Valley of Poisoners and won over the whole valley with her immunity to poison and sesame candy, and even beat the leader to rescuing a beauty by throwing a smoke bomb...
Yet this ridiculous “attention-seeker” became Lu Jingyuan’s one weakness. He cleaned up the messes she made, shielded her from the storms of the martial world, remembered that she loved osmanthus cakes, and even secretly changed his family’s martial arts manual into a “foodie edition” when she demanded “peerless martial arts”: master one move, earn one piece of candy.
When the aloof leader met the scatterbrained heroine, the martial world saw fewer flashes of blades and more delightfully chaotic, sweet days. Someone asked Lu Jingyuan, “Leader, your wife is always getting into trouble. Doesn’t it give you a headache?” He looked at Shen Qingdai bargaining with a candied-hawthorn vendor nearby, his eyes full of laughter. “She is my martial world, and my sweetness.”
