[Cuscutus scheming oiran × cruel and ruthless young master from aristocratic family]
On the banks of the Huai River, there are painted boats and music. The courtesan Shen Yuniang, who was greedy for wealth, thought she had met her destined lover and lifted her from the quagmire to the clouds.
She gave it all and was filled with joy.
It wasn't until the sharp blade sank into her chest that she realized that it turned out that every gaze he held was hidden with calculations, and every inch of tenderness was tinged with poison...
Liu Lang of the Song family, who was famous in Beijing, sneaked into the south of the Yangtze River under the alias of a businessman named Lu. She was originally a beautiful pawn in the murderous game, a gentle place that could be abandoned at any time.
He sank soberly, choosing the latter between desire and reason.
He thought that she was just a crushed peony that accidentally stained his robe.
She was despicable and worldly, and she deserved to die quietly in that rain...
Until the woman who was buried by his own hands came out of the spring mist...
"Liu Lang," she looked at him in the dimly lit place, her brows and eyes were filled with the charm of the past, and she suddenly felt that she was still the Jiao'e who spoke in the light and shadow of the past, but her eyes were colder than Jianfeng's back then, "Come and you are fine."
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He couldn't distinguish between reality and nightmare for a moment, so he drew his sword and rushed into the crowd...
The crowd screamed and fled, and a few bold ones stood on tiptoe to look, only to see Liulang of the Song family, who had always restrained himself and returned to etiquette, wielding his sword wildly. His eyes were red, veins popped out on his forehead, and a wild beast roared from his throat: "If I can kill you once, I can kill you thousands of times!"
He just heard that delicate voice whispering in his ear: "Liu Lang, are you really willing to give up?"
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Gossips spread among the crowd: "I heard that Song Liulang got obsessed with practicing swordsmanship... Could it be that he really went crazy?"
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Demining:
Double non-c, the male protagonist is a scumbag but won't change, the female protagonist is weak
Purely personal xp work, light spray
Intention: Survive the desperate situation, be self-reliant and self-reliant