[Innocent, harmless heiress × sharp-tongued, soft-hearted bodyguard]
(Class difference × love against one's will × second chance at love × intense romantic tension)
Song Zhiyao was once Lu Mu's pampered, sweet-natured sweetheart, until he realized he'd mistaken the woman he loved for someone else.
Overnight, she became the laughingstock of the capital. Accused of harming his beloved, she was driven by him to the remote village of Yi.
The night she left the capital, Song's father sent a young bodyguard to protect her.
He wore an eyepatch and black clothes, like a shadow without warmth.
Over four years in Yi Village, Song Zhiyao gradually discovered the burning heart beneath his icy exterior.
Then the day came when she could return to the capital.
In front of everyone, Song Zhiyao tore away the false, virtuous facade of Lu Mu's beloved. Lu Mu, eyes red, knelt before her.
“Yaoyao, I was wrong. Let's start over!”
She smiled, turned away, and rose onto her toes to tug at Lin Yue's sleeve.
“Little bodyguard, will you marry me?”
But a secret letter revealed that he was a prince of an enemy kingdom, lost in exile, burdened by a blood feud and surrounded by danger.
A fatal misunderstanding soon drove them completely apart.
The night before he left, he gripped her waist and pinned her against the wall, love and hatred surging in his eyes.
“Song Zhiyao, was it fun to deceive me?”
Two years later, they met again at a palace banquet.
Lin Yue was now a prince of Ningchang with power to shake the realm, yet in a secluded place he dragged her into a peach grove behind the palace.
His kisses fell like a sudden downpour. He kissed and nipped at her lips again and again, his voice hoarse and broken.
“Say you love me…”
“Yaoyao, say you'll love only me for the rest of your life.”
“How many times do I have to say it…” Song Zhiyao hooked her arms around his neck and kissed his Adam's apple.
“Lin Yue, I've only ever loved you.”
