Su Shiyi never expected that her escape from an arranged marriage would turn into a “romantic disaster.”
On her first night at an inn, a blood-soaked man crashed through her window.
His features were as gentle as spring waters in March. He collapsed before her, weakly pleading, “Miss, save me.”
Softhearted, Su Shiyi rescued him.
The next day, as she prepared to flee, she ran into him at the inn’s entrance. The man promptly began clinging to her with a coy, ingratiating air.
“I wish to accompany you, miss,” he repeated, his tone unchanged.
Su Shiyi’s eyes widened. “Why would you follow me?”
“You saved my life, yet I haven’t even had the chance to repay your kindness...”
“Repay me?” Su Shiyi cut him off. “You brought me breakfast. We’re even.”
“One breakfast hardly seems enough,” he sighed softly. “A life-saving favor deserves...”
“Stop.” Su Shiyi raised a hand to silence him. “Don’t say anything about repaying me with yourself. I’m not interested.”
He paused, then smiled.
His smile deepened, the corners of his eyes curving slightly with a hint of inscrutable meaning.
“You misunderstand, miss,” he said. “I meant that I should repay you a hundredfold.”
Only later did she learn that this “little white rabbit” was none other than the infamous, scheming First Prince, a man with immense power at court who chose to act frail and helpless in front of her.
She picked up a coy little moneybag on the run from her wedding, thinking he was a sucker. Turns out he was the First Prince.
A guide to the story:
A calculating, sweet-talking male lead with a hidden dark side × a quick-witted, sarcastic female lead
His public persona: gentle as jade, frail and pitiful, “Miss, don’t go.”
The real him: devious and unhinged, always three steps ahead, “Wife, don’t run.”
Her daily routine: taking every advantage she can, seeing through things without saying so, and always ready to make a run for it.
