With enemy forces at the gates, I calmly pull out a sack, ready to make my escape.
Who would have thought that the God of War himself would storm into the city alone? His first words were, “You can tie me up, but only with a love knot.”
Later, he finished his memorials in the middle of the night and climbed through my window. “Wife, how many times are you tying me up today?”
I kicked him out of the room. “Tie you up? Not a chance! We agreed this was a fake marriage, and that we’d stay out of each other’s business!”
He clutched a pair of mandarin-duck pillows, looking wounded. “But yesterday, when you ‘happened to pass by’ my bath... you definitely swallowed.”
