The Original Wife of a Dragon-Pride Protagonist

As the fiancée of the heir to the foremost cultivation family, Wen Ling was confined to a high tower from childhood. Everything he was taught was meant to prepare him to marry Yan Quwu. During the countless days he spent shut away in the tower, Wen Ling’s only hope was that his unseen fiancé would marry him and take him away from this lightless world. So it was no surprise that Wen Ling devoted himself entirely to longing for Yan Quwu. His sole purpose in life was to be Yan Quwu’s wife. But on their wedding night, with red silk hanging overhead, his fiancé held a sword to his throat. His gaze was cold, his tone dismissive. Parting his thin lips, he said, “Abomination.” Wen Ling’s fiancé didn’t want him. Wen Ling looked at the husband fate had chosen for him, slowly reached out, and lightly stroked the cold blade. With an innocent expression and a seductive voice, he said: “Husband, would you like to elope with me?” Yan Quwu had always despised people like Wen Ling. He was soft, fragile, and unambitious, like a butterfly trapped in a glass lamp as a display. Aside from his beauty, he was good for nothing. It was as if he needed someone’s undivided attention and all-consuming love just to stay alive. If you looked away for even a moment, he would wither away with ease. He was a burden to Yan Quwu. And yet this burden had kept Yan Quwu company through so much, and those slender, pale hands had given him so much steadfast, gentle comfort. Yan Quwu let himself kiss Wen Ling’s soft, cool cheek, silently thinking that next time, next time he would find an opportunity to break off the engagement with Wen Ling. It was said that Yan Quwu, the greatest cultivator in the world, was a heaven-sent prodigy, unmatched in cultivation and Taoist arts, with followers and admirers as numerous as fish crossing a river. The only person whose cultivation could rival Yan Quwu’s was Wen Ling, the grandmaster of illusion arts. Wen Ling was beautiful and graceful, with a gentle disposition, and he had even more admirers than Yan Quwu. It was said that nobody dared confess their feelings to Grandmaster Wen. Anyone who had worked up the nerve to declare their love to Wen Ling was ambushed and beaten badly by some unknown peerless expert. It was said again that Yan Quwu, the greatest cultivator in the world, proposed to Wen Ling, the grandmaster of illusion arts, at the Immortal-Slaying Platform. For all his life, he would have only one person. A butterfly hovers at my fingertips. From that moment on, I dream of you every night. A ruthless, taciturn, top-tier prodigy top x a sweet, innocent bottom whose only dream is to be a cherished wife Content warnings: 1. Handsome top, beautiful bottom. The bottom falls for the top as soon as he appears. He just has a wife mindset. 2. My tastes are a little dark, so the bottom will get sick and injured, but he isn’t weak. 3. The couple face dangers and fight monsters together. The story is lightly plot-driven, not just romance between the two. 4. More to be added if I think of anything. Theme: The pros and cons of arranged marriage versus free love