Xu Fushu was the eldest son of Rongguo Gong. To Xuezhi, he was a noble man hanging high on the bright moon and out of reach.
Xuezhi was poor and unremarkable, so she never thought there would be any involvement between them.
And that rainy night, she lit the oil lamp and saw the man who had been dignified not long ago pushing open her courtyard door. His hair was as long as ink, and his exposed skin was like fine suet jade. He fell down under her leaky eaves with a flushed face, his dark eyes filled with gleaming water, which made her heart flutter.
Xuezhi was supposed to report to the official, send him away, and get a large reward.
But she bit her lip and hesitated, her heart filled with thoughts as moist as black mud.
She was going to trap him.
Lock him in a dark bedroom, blindfold him and demand it, even if he is unwilling.
Such days are extremely happy, but happy days never last long. The old lady from Duke Rongguo's residence came to the door, grabbed her hand and cried until her heart broke.
Only then did Xuezhi realize that she was the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Guo who was living abroad. She twisted her handkerchief, lowered her eyebrows and kept crying.
Thinking of the indulging nights, Xuezhi regretted it.
It turned out that the man she chained to the bed was actually her brother.
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The life of being a young lady was more comfortable than before. Apart from not being able to sleep well at night and feeling inexplicably numb when she woke up, Xuezhi had nothing to be dissatisfied with.
Occasionally meeting Xu Fushu and looking into his gentle and smiling eyes, Xuezhi couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
However, her guilt did not last long. The son of the minister came to propose marriage. Although he was not as handsome as Xu Fushu, he was still an outstanding and handsome man.
Xuezhi was not young, and it was time for her to talk about marriage, so she readily agreed and waited happily to get married.
The wedding day.
Xuezhi pursed her lips and sat obediently among the layers of gauze curtains. The burning red candle reflected her apricot face and peach cheeks.
The wooden door with bead curtains was pushed open, and the wind carried a familiar warm fragrance, which she had smelled day and night.
The bright red hijab was lifted open by a slender hand, and the young man's indifferent beautiful face came close to her. Her heartbeat stagnated, and she subconsciously raised her eyes.
All the pretended gentleness in Xu Fushu's eyes faded away, and a frightening sticky desire filled his eyes.
He leaned over and picked up the trembling Xue Zhi, ignoring the fear on her face, and said in a aggrieved and tender voice:
"Xue Zhi, how can you marry him? You once said that you would only love me... Right?"
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As far as Xu Fushu was concerned, Chu Xuezhi was just a liar who took advantage of his situation and got involved with him. She blindfolded him, used all kinds of sweet words, and said she loved him, but in reality she only wanted to get him, and used all despicable means to humiliate him.
At first, he felt humiliated and disgusted, and thought about killing her in the future.
Later, a secret expectation arose in his heart. He longed for each night until she loosened the chains from his wrists.
She left, just when he seemed to have fallen in love with her.
But it doesn't matter.
Xu Fushu thought as he walked out of the damp bedroom.
He would find her, return to their home, tie her wrists with the chain, and hold her against the wooden couch where she was resting.
He would tell her how much he loved her.
Reading Guide
1. Double c, he
2. The heroine whose dark side explodes vs. The really sick male protagonist who hides his dark side
3. They are not biological brothers and sisters, and there is a hidden secret in recognizing relatives.
4. The copy will be left on April 7, 2026
Concept: Ordinary people also have dreams
