#One-on-one, both pure in love# Cold-illness-afflicted regent #Skilled in both medicine and poison #He pursues, she flees #Marriage Before Love
The first time they meet, his heart ailment flares up.
She strips off his clothes and presses a hand to his bare chest.
He holds a sword to her throat. “Who gave you permission to touch me?”
She looks up. “You’re this sick and still so fierce. Is your brain sick too?”
She is his nephew’s fiancée.
Forbidden? He doesn’t care.
He forces a kiss on her, and she bites his lip until it bleeds.
After that night, he starts pursuing her.
She runs.
He takes her hand and presses it to his chest. “When you’re not here, it doesn’t beat.”
On their wedding night, he is drugged. She saves him.
At dawn, she says, “Last night, I was only saving you.”
He looks at her. “I can only repay the debt of saving my life by giving myself to you. You can’t get away.”
Later, her true identity comes to light. The Northern Frontier’s cavalry closes in, demanding that he hand over his princess consort.
Not wanting to drag him down with her, she goes to the Northern Frontier alone.
He crosses mountains to find her. When he finds her handkerchief in a ruined temple, he sits there all night.
“Without her, I want nothing.”
With his army at the city gates, he pushes open the door and pulls her into his arms.
“I’ve come to take you home.”
