The Ministry of Military and Political Affairs arranged a marriage for Shen Jingci. She passed over all the city's powerful families, raised her slender hand, and chose Zhang Yansheng, the most ruthless "living Hades" in the east of the city.
Everyone said the heiress Shen had gone mad. Zhang Yansheng had grotesque sores and tattoos covering half his face, and killed without batting an eye. The pampered young lady would be devoured alive within three days of entering his home.
On their wedding night, the candles flickered.
The vicious hound who struck fear into everyone was hiding in a corner with a scar-concealing mask on, rasping out a cold warning: "Stay away from me. Don't dirty your hands."
Dressed in a red velvet qipao, Shen Jingci advanced step by step. She flicked his mask off with her fingertips and smiled sweetly:
"I already called you 'Stinky Orange' last night in that dark alley at the black market, when I sliced your collar open with my twin crimson blades. So why are you pretending to be innocent now, husband?"
Later, the city's powerful families waited day after day to see Shen Jingci beg for mercy.
Instead, beneath the dim corridor, they saw Master Du, who was usually so ruthless and bloodthirsty, kneeling on one knee, eyes slightly red as he obediently let his delicate wife step on his knee to polish her shoes.
"Ci-ci, the territory I won back at the shooting range today... can I put it all in your name?"
