Ji Yunzhao, the mysterious young master of the Ji family, has the best medical and martial arts skills in the world. He wears bright clothes and makes angry horses, and he shows off at will. On orders from her family, she went to Chizhou City to look for her young husband - the rumored "dignified, elegant, gentle and decent" son of the Xu family.
But when she first met, she only saw the young man's hat dropped to the ground by the stream, revealing a cold but guarded face, and a series of sharp-tongued criticisms: "The lady should choose to ride in the wilderness when riding a horse. This is a path for tourists to enjoy the scenery, and it is slippery near the water-do you need to consider it?"
Xu Huaiqing, the legitimate son of the richest man in Chizhou, had been sick and weak since childhood, but had a rebellious body and a sharp mouth. He hated the marriage contract that bound him, and was even more wary of this woman in red who suddenly appeared and had unfathomable martial arts and medical skills. She saved him from danger, but he suspected that it was a carefully designed "hero saving beauty"; she pretended to be a doctor and sneaked into the house, but he expelled her coldly: "Xu, there is no need for you to worry about it."
He was like a glaze beauty covered in thorns, untouchable and untouchable. But she insisted on getting closer, as "Mr. Ji Yun", to heal his wounds, protect him from disasters, and indulge all his pickiness and acrimony.
Until that night, when he was seriously injured and had a high fever, she took off her disguise and visited her boudoir at night. The fingertips stroked his hot skin and fed him the elixir that was hard to find. He woke up and bit her hand, and slapped her face in panic——
The candlelight flickered, and he could clearly see the flash of coldness in her calm eyes.
"I'm sorry." He lowered his head for the first time, with a sickly tremor in his voice.
She just retracted her hand lightly: "It doesn't matter."
The misunderstanding was resolved and she agreed to stay, but she completely put away her indulgence towards him. Alienated and calm, as if he was just an unimportant stranger.
Xu Huaiqing suddenly panicked.
He was used to her protection and her teachings. He drew the boundary between "sister and brother" with his own hands, thinking that he could keep his innocence, but he didn't know that his frozen heart had already been cracked by her strong and gentle intrusions again and again.
He looked at her heroic figure while riding a horse, and was in a daze; he caught a fish with his own hands for the first time under her guidance, and his eyes were bright with excitement; he was held in her arms by her Qinggong and flew over the mountains on a moonlit night, and he was so scared that he closed his eyes tightly but couldn't help but peek, and his ears were burning.
She knows everything. Understand his pride, understand his fragility, and even... Understand his unspeakable pain and embarrassment. She could always protect him just right, guide him, let him see the wider world, and also let him see... Another self.
Excerpt 1: Night visit to the sick bed
He was dizzy due to high fever, his thin shirt was soaked with sweat, and his collar was slightly open. As soon as her fingertips closed the hem of his clothes, he woke up in a daze and bit her palm fiercely in fear until blood filled the air. She didn't say a word, looked down at the blood marks on her palms, and smiled: "Young Master's teeth are very good."
Excerpt 2: Confrontation on the chess board
Next to the chessboard, she held her chess piece and smiled lightly, but her eyes passed over his delicate collarbone under his slightly open skirt. "Huaiqing plays chess very seriously." His ears turned red, and he forced himself to calm down and said, "Sister... Focus on the chess game." She smiled and took a piece of his chess piece, and her fingertips accidentally brushed the back of his hand: "I have always been very attentive."
Fragment 3: Qinghong under the Moon
After having so much fun, he rode the horse and the side of his leg hurt, but he couldn't bear to say anything. She saw through it without telling him, picked him up and jumped into the moonlight. The night wind howled, and he huddled in her arms, hearing his own heartbeat thundering. Her breath brushed his ear: "Hold tight, sister, I don't care if I fall."
He gradually took off all the spikes and disguises in front of her, revealing the true vitality and dependence of a seventeen-year-old boy. But he didn't know that every indulgence and appreciation she gave was a patient temptation and hunt.
And as she watched this beautiful and stubborn little man go from being wary of rejection to relying on closeness, the cultivated joy and vague possessiveness in her heart grew day by day.
Until one day, he asked her ignorantly: "Sister... What kind of person does she like?"
She glanced across his clear brows and smiled softly: "Pleasant appearance, congenial temperament, best... Smart and tough, a little prickly, but not harmful."
He lowered his head and meditated, unaware that every point she described quietly overlapped with his.
——Reading Guide——
The female head of the family with incredible strength × a sickly, noble and wealthy young man.
She thought she was "observing her fiancé" and he thought she was "guarding against female prostitutes", an ambiguous offensive and defensive battle that started with a mistaken identity.
The male protagonist looks beautiful on the outside, but is actually a sharp-tongued little hedgehog; the female protagonist looks free and uninhibited, but is actually protective and affectionate.
1. It was an engagement at the beginning, but we didn't know each other's identities.
The female protagonist pretends to be close and moves step by step; the male protagonist goes from rejection to dependence, and his emotions become confused and heated up. It is a two-way observation and attraction.
Purpose: to break away from prejudice and protect the sincerity, and go both ways to achieve a good relationship.
