The Cannon Fodder Who Keeps Teetering on the Brink of Death

As someone who was born into this world, I diligently mastered the greatest martial arts under heaven and successfully took on two jobs: By day, I’m the sharpest blade among the secret guards of the Prince of Jin’s manor, tasked with protecting my breathtakingly handsome master. By night, I’m the highest-paid assassin in the martial world, taking contracts to kill my master’s political enemies, and occasionally even accepting jobs to assassinate my master himself. What can I say? The assassin business is fiercely competitive, and my prince’s enemies always offer prices that hit my wallet right where it hurts. Thanks to this double life, I earn a salary at the manor and ten times that in commissions from the martial world. Life is going great. That is, until one dark and windy night, when I took on a ridiculously lucrative contract to assassinate the Prince of Jin and traded over a hundred blows with the man himself. In the end, the gust of his sword swept my mask away. I looked down at the dagger I’d just coated with aconite poison, then up at the breathtakingly handsome face in the moonlight. “My lord... If I wipe the poison off my blade now, is it still not too late?” The prince pinned me against the wall, his voice dangerous. “Who do you really belong to?” Wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth, I gazed up at him earnestly. “Of course I belong to you... As long as you keep that face, I couldn’t bear to let you die.” He sneered. “What if I were disfigured?” I silently pulled an anti-aging beauty formula from my sleeve. “Then I’d learn disguise techniques overnight.” After that, I kept swinging back and forth between assassination and saving my master’s life. Tonight I’d make things easy for the assassins. Tomorrow morning I’d take a deadly poisoned arrow for the prince. 【A secret guard with a new personality every day × A dangerously charming, unhinged prince】 【I kill myself, protect myself, and stab myself in the back. ‘I don’t dare feed her the medicine. I’m afraid she’ll lick my hand!’】