After Escaping the Tyrant, He Knelt and Begged Me to Forgive Him

[Historical romance, mutually devoted leads, marriage before love, coercive possession, and a groveling hero] One rainy night, Yun Shuang’s own younger brother crippled her martial arts and seized the position of head of the Fengyu Mountain Manor. After fleeing from place to place, Yun Shuang was captured and eventually ended up in a foreign tribe in the Northern Desert. She became a servant under Mu Yanlie, the King of the Northern Desert, and took the alias Yu Nu. To survive and regain her martial arts, Yun Shuang deliberately got close to Mu Yanlie. She didn’t know that after the usually icy king embraced her, a dark fire stirred in his eyes. When passion swept over him, he whispered words of love again and again, making Yun Shuang waver several times. Yet whenever he abandoned her at a crucial moment, she came to her senses at once. That was right. No matter how much he doted on her, she was only a plaything. It was better to keep her fate in her own hands. So when faced with another choice, Yun Shuang resolutely took the antidote and fled this place of trouble. After she escaped, Mu Yanlie went mad. He searched frantically for her. When he finally found her, he was met by the cold edge of a sword. She had changed. Her identity and name were different, and most importantly, there was another man by her side. Enduring the pain as the blade cut into his flesh, Mu Yanlie approached her step by step, even kneeling to beg her to return. “Yun Shuang, I was wrong.” Beneath the curtain of rain, Yun Shuang turned away resolutely. “Guards, beat him!” How could everything that had happened be brushed aside with a lighthearted “I was wrong”? He would have to pay the price.