(A cold-blooded demon with a flirtatious streak x a lovestruck wreck who has given up trying)
Demons bewitch the heart and look down on mortals.
The snake demon Shen Xianyue especially loves playing with the feelings of mortal men.
In a thousand years, she has had at least three hundred lovers, if not five hundred.
Not one of them came to a good end. Each was just another source of amusement for the great demon.
“How could a man ever be sincere?”
“They only covet my beauty and lust after my body.”
The great demon had played with the world for so long that she always won whenever she tested human nature. Anyone who lost to her met a terrible end.
But this time, she ran into an unexpected problem.
No matter what traps she set, the man never took the bait. His wholehearted devotion left her feeling burned.
To test whether he was sincere, she revealed her true form and gravely wounded a disciple of the immortal sect.
An elder of the sect came to capture her.
He was only a hundred-year-old immortal. She could have killed him with a flick of her finger.
Instead, she pretended to be defeated, and the man risked his life to protect her, dying in the process.
Shen Xianyue stood before his grave.
“Idiot.”
She stayed in the mortal world, but never got involved with another man.
Until one day, she met He Qingyun, the only son of the prime minister.
He carried the same aura as the man who had died for her years ago.
Shen Xianyue thought it over. This one might be fun to play with.
“This young woman is so frail. Would you be so kind as to give me a ride, sir?”
The man’s gaze was icy. He stared at her without a word.
After a moment, he said coolly,
“Miss Shen, I don’t help people for free.”
“If I help you, you must marry me. Are you willing?”
Interesting. He was the opposite of the last one.
For a thousand years, Shen Xianyue had played around and had romances, but never married. This time, though, she was willing to give it a try.
Husband, here I come.
