Guardian: After My Unhinged Disciple Set His Sights on Me

Ning Busui, the Grand Preceptor of the Great Liang, was as aloof as the moon and carried the common people in his heart. He spent ten years of painstaking effort raising Yin Wuxu, an unfavored prince cast aside in the Cold Palace, to the throne. He taught him the ways of an emperor and shielded him from blades and bloodshed. On the day his work was done, Ning Busui wanted only to lay down his burdens and go north to find his fiancé, Yan Guhong. They had promised to spend their lives together in a peach-blossom grove. But he did not know that the boy he had raised with his own hands was a wolf coveting his flesh and blood. On the night of his coronation, Yin Wuxu tore off his disguise. He personally cut off Ning Busui's escape routes, used the magic his teacher had taught him to lock his ankles, and imprisoned him on the imperial bed. “Teacher, you taught me so much, but never what to do if losing you makes me so mad I want to kill everyone.” From then on, day and night were turned upside down in the Wuwang Palace, and teacher and pupil became captor and captive. Yin Wuxu forced medicine down Ning Busui's throat and even injured himself to forge a “Burning Heart Pact,” doing everything he could to keep him by his side. Yan Guhong marched on the capital and risked his life to rescue him, only to find even deeper despair. Yin Wuxu used the lives of the city's people as leverage, forcing Ning Busui to choose, again and again, between the people of the world and himself. When the man as pure as moonlight was driven to destroy his own heart meridians and leap from a cliff, when the God of War of the North went mad with love, Yin Wuxu cradled the last wisp of his shattered soul, hidden inside a clay rabbit charm, and laughed under his breath in a frenzy: “Teacher, I'll pick up every fragment of your shattered soul. I'll warm every inch of your cold body. To the ends of the earth, even beyond life and death, you'll never escape me.” He was the wolf pup Ning Busui had raised with his own hands. Now it had turned on him, its teeth locked around his throat, and it would not let go even in death.