Nine Gates: Springtime

[Chen Pi + original female lead + healing + captivating heroine + sweet romance + playing dumb while being clever]

(It's a Chen Pi fanfic, everyone!)

Chen Pi spent most of his life as a villain.

His hands could never be washed clean of blood, and he had never wanted to wash them.

Until one day, by the Xiang River, he fished up a young woman.

She was half-dead, yet she clung to his hook with her bare hands and smiled at him.

That one smile made him think, as if possessed: Why not try being a good person for once in my life?

He gave her every bit of goodness he'd managed to gather over the years.

She was the only person in the world he'd risk his life to protect, and the only one he felt he wasn't worthy of.

But he had no idea that the woman he treasured had lived for centuries, witnessed life and death, and wanted nothing more than to die.

In front of him, she was a fragile flower that would topple in the slightest breeze. Behind his back, she beat tomb creatures to a pulp with her bare hands and kept a houseful of corpse-eating women as pets.

The madman had seen right through the things she thought she'd hidden perfectly.

But he didn't care. All he knew was that he had fished this person out of the Xiang River.

Alive, she was his. Dead, she'd be his ghost.

A villain with blood on his hands wants to be a good person for the first time.

An immortal who longs for death finds herself thinking, for the first time, that maybe being alive isn't so bad.