My Sickly Husband Is a Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

(Thanks for supporting the official release!) [Ongoing contemporary romance: Wet-Hearted Attraction] [Coming soon: Fatal Attraction]

One-on-one, sexually inexperienced leads, happy ending

[Free-spirited, cunning assassin heroine x beautiful, aloof, dignified, sickly prince]

The heroine falls for the hero at first sight because of his looks. He tempts her a little at first. After she sees through his true nature, he spends the rest of the story trying to win her back.

In the eighteenth year of the Great Qi dynasty, a tyrant ruled with wanton cruelty. The people suffered terribly, with no means of making a living.

Ying was an assassin, earning a few hard-won coins to put food on the table. But she often ended up penniless and homeless because she secretly helped poor children.

She wanted to buy a grand house, but could not even scrape together two coins, so she had no choice but to keep “working.”

At last, she landed a major job, only to discover that the target was the emperor himself.

Tempted by the enormous fee and living under the emperor’s tyranny, Ying thought it over several times before deciding to take the risk. She planned to retire for good once the job was done.

She never expected to be dragged into a quagmire even filthier and more terrifying than the martial world, with no way out.

But Ying was not afraid. She met every challenge head-on. She had seen plenty of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, so she was ready to find out just how ruthlessly the imperial harem devoured its victims.

Instead, her overconfidence led to her first crushing defeat. Her attempt to assassinate the emperor failed, and just when she was in danger, someone rescued her: a beautiful, sickly man who could barely walk without gasping for breath.

His features were refined and gentle, his face pale with illness. When he smiled softly, Ying thought she was looking at a bodhisattva.

He had saved her, and she judged him shallowly by his looks, immediately deciding he must be a kind and compassionate man.

Only much later did she truly realize that beneath his saintly facade was a merciless man with the blood of thousands on his hands.

By then, she was already trapped with no way to escape.

At the banquet, wine cups clinked. The sickly prince, known to everyone, covered his mouth with a handkerchief as he coughed, his eyes half-lidded as they discreetly settled on a certain palace maid.

He thought he had hidden himself well, but the fox’s tail had long since given him away.

The boredom that had weighed on him moments before lifted at once, replaced by a lively sense of amusement.

He had not expected the timid, meek-looking little fox to be a remarkably skilled assassin, bold enough to attempt regicide.

A pity the emperor was surrounded by experts. It would never be that easy to kill him.

Sure enough, the little fox was injured and fled, only to be “happily” found by him as he happened to pass by. Out of kindness, he took her home.

As he cared for her, he realized she seemed to have fallen for him. She gazed at him dreamily, her eyes shining like a fox spotting a piece of meat.

If that was how things stood, he supposed he could graciously grant her wish.

“The martial world is rife with bloodshed. Why cling so stubbornly to the word ‘freedom’?”

“I’ll give you a peaceful place to call home. In return, you’ll stay by my side forever.”

Forever?

Ying’s eyes curved into a smile, but there was not a trace of laughter in them. “I only like your face, but your heart is black. What right does someone so two-faced have to talk about forever?”

Only later did he realize that a fox would always be a fox: cunning beyond measure, using him and then trying to run away.

She was still as overconfident as ever. She never considered that he would never let someone who had fallen into his hands escape so easily.

[Reader’s notes]

1. This is a highly fictionalized setting, though it draws on Northern Qi. There are many original alterations, so please don’t scrutinize the history.

2. The romance takes up a somewhat larger share of the story.

3. The heroine is imperfect, and she is not the cold-blooded assassin type.

Ongoing: Wet-Hearted Attraction

A world-weary patient with an eating disorder and psychological struggles x a gentle, nurturing male psychologist

Slow-burn everyday life | Family of origin | Healing and redemption | Nurturing man who raises cats | Older man, nine-year age gap

Xu Mian thinks she might be sick. She can’t eat or sleep.

Under the scorching, sticky sun, she feels cold and numb all over, unable to summon any energy.

Laughter and chatter pass by her ears, but all she can hear is the sharp cry of a stray cat scavenging in a pile of rotting garbage on the street.

She crouches in a corner, silently watching a cat lying dead and alone in the shadows. Its eyes are unfocused, its body reeks of suffocating decay, and flies swarm over it, laying their eggs without restraint.

People come and go, but no one cares, just as no one cares about her. She is a lonely soul adrift outside the world.

She thinks that even if she were to leave, no one would know or care.

*

Wen Qianren comes from a wealthy family. He owns two major assets, a pharmaceutical group and several hospitals, and is a genuine young master of privilege.

Yet he is refined and disciplined, with a gentle, kind nature and superb cooking skills. He is a renowned psychology professor at Jin University, beloved by his students.

He also works as a psychiatrist at Jin University Hospital.

Though he seems gentle, he is distant and reserved at heart, keeping everyone at arm’s length.

But no one knows that he has always longed to raise a cat.

A cat that needs him to care for it, where he has to do everything himself, and that is completely incapable of looking after itself.

Then he met her, and the urge to take her in consumed him.

When he looked into her extraordinarily large, dark brown, catlike eyes, he fell for her.

Xu Mian was born to be cared for by him, to be cherished and pampered like a cat held close to his heart.

*

This privileged young master comes from a good family and has an excellent character, yet no one has ever heard of him having a girlfriend.

Countless people have tried their hardest to get close to him.

But at a press conference for his company, he faced the cameras and announced the date of his wedding.

The school, the media, and the internet erupted in an instant. Everyone was frantically trying to figure out who had won the heart of this young master from a wealthy business family, a man who had been single for years.

*

The day he met her was a Saturday. The weather was poor, gloomy and dim, with rain threatening to fall.

The petite young woman was crouched in an alley, feeding a cat. The skittish stray was startled and raked a long, bloody scratch across the back of her thin, bony hand with its sharp claws.

The rain washed the bright red blood away, and it slowly gathered in a puddle on the ground.

She paused, seemingly unable to feel a thing, then slowly stood up. She left her umbrella by the cat shelter under the eaves, cleaned up, put out cat food and fresh water, and walked away by herself.

Wen Qianren frowned as he watched her slender, frail figure, lonely and gloomy.

She trudged through the rain, each step unsteady, wandering aimlessly, drenched through like a lost kitten.

A subtle, complicated emotion welled up inside him, bringing an urge he could not suppress.

[Reader’s notes]

Mutually devoted leads | Healing, sweet romance | Happy ending

Theme: Face danger without deceiving or giving up on yourself