Jade at the Waist (Taking by Force)

At the spring banquet, Pei Yingwei was framed and nearly lost her chastity. Fleeing in panic, she stumbled into a waterside pavilion. At the sound, the man inside turned around, his tender eyes brightening beneath the lamplight. It was none other than the man with whom she had exchanged tokens of affection over the past year.

Hadn't he said his surname was Gu? Hadn't he said he was a candidate who had come to the capital to sit the imperial examinations? Then why were the people outside the pavilion calling him "Your Highness"?

What was going on? How could he be Lin Chun, the hostage from Nanyan?

Pei Yingwei was furious and upset, but more than anything, she was afraid. As the legitimate daughter of the Pei family, if anyone found out she had secretly exchanged letters with the Nanyan hostage, it would not just be her life at stake. The entire Pei family would be dragged into it.

Remembering what she had written in her letters, Pei Yingwei felt a chill run through her. She had asked to meet him because she wanted to quietly retrieve the jade pendant she had given him.

But when she rose onto her toes to approach him, he put an arm around her waist and kissed her, then laughed softly and said he wanted to make their relationship public.

Pei Yingwei pretended to agree, then took the chance to snatch the jade pendant from his waist.

And just like that, she broke things off with him.

No matter how many letters he sent through others, no matter how long he waited in the back alley behind the Pei residence, whenever anyone asked, she insisted she did not know him and had never seen him before.

Three months later, her family arranged a marriage for her.

That night, the residence was filled with wine and laughter. She drank a few too many, then fell into a deep sleep after returning to her courtyard. When she woke, she found herself beneath suggestive red curtains, lying on unfamiliar brocade bedding. A dim candle flickered in the corner, illuminating a gloomy figure seated in a round-backed chair at the foot of the bed.

The man leaned close, reached out, and gripped her chin, lifting it slightly and forcing her to look at him.

"You don't know me? You've never seen me before?"

The candlelight cast two shadowy flames in his eyes, revealing the scorching hatred beneath. His thumb pressed hard against her lips as he spoke in a dangerous voice. "Then tonight, we'll get to know each other all over again, from head to toe, inch by inch."

Reader's Guide:

❤️ Possessive love and taking someone by force.

❤️ The male lead is untouched in body and heart, with no concubines or bedchamber women. He is domineering, ruthless, and not a good person.

Blurb written on June 11, 2026.

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