The Chaste Commander Sees Red: The Eighties-Era Miao Woman Casts a Curse with Her Child

At the southwestern border in 1985, amid a damp rainforest, Lu Jiuxiao, a stern border defense commander parachuted in from the capital, corners the biggest “snakehead” in the spice trade, a woman.

Miao Qingluan wears a red dress, her eyes sparkling as her fingertips trace suggestively across the man’s broad chest. “Captain Lu, you need evidence to arrest someone. I only steal hearts, not goods.”

Rumor has it that Lu Jiuxiao is so restrained and abstinent that he’s an aloof, untouchable flower on a high peak. No one knows that in a damp, shadowy alley, he pins this enchantress against the wall and kisses her fiercely, his voice hoarse. “Miao Qingluan, you flirted with me and ran off four years ago. Did you think I was dead?”

Later, parasitic relatives come knocking, and border thugs keep looking for trouble. Miao Qingluan makes a fortune in border trade with one hand, while the other holds the hand of a miniature “Lu Jiuxiao” as they sweep all before them.

Lu Jiuxiao glares at the adorable four-year-old, gritting his teeth. “Whose kid is this, anyway?”

Miao Qingluan’s red lips curl into a smile. “Definitely not yours. Can you handle my love spell?”