The Great Yan Kingdom fell. Xiao Yining refused to surrender and died for his country, then spent a hundred years wandering the world as a ghost.
Then, at last, fate took a turn. Xiao Yi possessed the body of the fallen Marquis of Zhenbei, a great general, and took his place defending the country and charging across the battlefield.
After three years of war, the enemy surrendered. Xiao Yi returned to the capital in triumph.
Spring came late. One glance from across the railing of a pavilion, and affection began to grow.
Shu Fuyan never imagined he would one day fall at a man’s feet.
Xiao Yi was devastatingly handsome, with a noble bearing, and seemed to be tempting him at every turn.
In Xiao Yi’s eyes, Shu Fuyan was cool and aloof, a peerless strategist.
He never expected Shu Fuyan to remove his outer robe, smile brightly, and beckon him over. “General Xiao, the crabapple blossoms are out. Would you like to go see them?”
Xiao Yi closed his eyes and silently recited a mantra to clear his mind.
A few days later, Shu Fuyan stepped up his seduction. Playing the konghou, he shot Xiao Yi a flirtatious glance. “General Xiao, do you really... not like me?”
This time, Xiao Yi couldn’t escape.
The cool and aloof gentleman turned into a bewitching little seducer, clinging tightly to him. Who could hear such bold, passionate words and not be moved?
Xiao Yi wrapped an arm around Shu Fuyan and carried him toward the bed, desire plain on his face. “You can still leave while you have the chance.”
Shu Fuyan wound his arms around Xiao Yi’s neck and kissed him fervently. “Xiao Yi, love me...”
“Please, love me.”
Spring rain fell in a soft, steady patter, and a crabapple branch blazed with brilliant blossoms.
From then on, the ghost found a home in his heart.
[The resurrected, fearsome general as the pursuer × the seemingly aloof but actually seductive gentleman as the pursued]
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