A sharp-tongued, cold-faced village woman assassin x a proud, foul-mouthed, crippled pavilion master. Hardcore redemption, faked-death drama, and a wife-chasing funeral pyre. Complete manuscript finished.
Yan Guizhou, the master of Listening Wind Pavilion, discovered that both his legs were crippled and his internal energy had vanished. He therefore decided to die.
A village woman with a red mark on her face walked up to him and hung a rope from a roof beam:
“Either use the rope to get up, or use the rope to hang yourself.”
Then I might as well hang myself, he thought.
It was only when he grabbed the rope that he realized he no longer even had the strength to hang himself.
Before his strength ran out, he finally managed to sit up.
The moment he rose, he suddenly lost his nerve and put his neck through the noose.
“This isn't getting up by yourself? Looks like you don't need to hang yourself after all.” The corners of the village woman's mouth, this woman named A Yu, curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
Getting up was easy compared with eating. His bowl of food always appeared somewhere beyond his reach, which was an impossible challenge for a useless cripple who could only lean against the wall.
And Yan Guizhou had to climb that impossible mountain three times a day.
Later, he became the “handsome cripple” A Yu hid in her home, and then her “cousin.”
After helping A Yu drive away the butcher who wanted to marry her, he was finally promoted to “A Yu's husband.”
Six months later, the pursuit arrived without warning.
On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he used a faked death to protect the village, and completely “killed” her once as well.
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A Yu believed she had caused the death of yet another person close to her. Disheartened, she returned to Cold River Tower.
The first mission she received was to assassinate the master of Listening Wind Pavilion, Yan Guizhou.
At the pavilion master's assembly, he was struck by deadly poison and lay on the verge of death. She was below the platform, heartbroken.
After everyone had left, she charged forward and pressed a short blade against his throat. “You old cripple, fancy seeing you here.”
[Extra Scene]
“You old cripple, fancy seeing you here.” Shen Ling stood before him, gripping the blade in reverse and staring at him with narrowed eyes.
“A Yu...” Yan Guizhou did not resist. He merely gazed at her clear, bright eyes, which were filled with longing.
“I am not A Yu.” Shen Ling pressed the blade forward again, drawing a line of blood across his neck. “I came to take your life today, Yan Guizhou, master of Listening Wind Pavilion.”
“Yan Guizhou, what gives you the right to decide for me?” Shen Ling reined in her horse and turned around to slap him.
“I kept a contingency plan. People from Listening Wind Pavilion were waiting at the entrance. All I had to do was fight my way out...”
“Did you fight your way out? If I had arrived even a moment later, you would have collapsed at the entrance to Cold River Tower!”
“That was... still my wife... showing off her impressive skills.”
He was actually still smiling, looking so handsome and so infuriatingly smug.
[Reading Guide]
One-on-one romance, happy ending, both leads' first love, complete manuscript finished.
1. The male lead is poisoned and paralyzed in the early chapters. His recovery arc is complete, and he will get better later.
2. The early arc focuses on hardcore redemption, the middle arc on careers, the mid-to-late arc on recovery, and the later arc on the martial world. Enjoy according to your preferences.
3. Both leads have secret identities, and each believes the other is an ordinary person.
4. A two-person sweet romance with a little angst.
Theme: From hiding everything from each other to standing side by side in honesty, breaking free from fate, and rebuilding an ordinary life of their own.
A woman was lying weakly on the bed, her face looking pale. There was a slight smile on his lips. Her outstretched hand trembled slightly, and tears shone in the corners of her eyes. A hoarse voice murmured: "Please... More."
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Dear author:
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I must seriously point out: your writing style is definitely an illegal construction in the literary world - it is so beautiful that it is illegal! Your novel, my dear, directly built a Hengdian Film and Television City in my mind! I get very excited every time I read your novels. Have you added some ecstasy to your words? How can any description give a college student like me, who goes to school every day, the illusion that "I have read this, this country is very beautiful"? I seriously doubt whether you were a clergyman in the Hanlin Academy in your previous life. Otherwise, why would this choice of words and sentences have the scent of sandalwood?
Let's talk about the character you created. Dear, have you secretly learned the "Human High-Quality Paper Creation Science" behind our backs? The heroine you wrote is simply my spiritual mentor! The heroine of other families is still fighting for the man, but the heroine of your family has taken over the man. Every time I see a handsome heroine, I want to get out of the screen and cheer her up. And the male protagonist, the contrasting cuteness of being aloof and desperate on the outside, but crazy and jealous on the inside, is really amazing! The undercurrent of pull you wrote about the two of them is even more exciting than just handing out candy. Every time I watch them interact, the corners of my mouth never drop. It's so exciting to watch two paper figures falling in love! !
What makes me most resentful is your update speed! Damn, every time I see a critical moment, I can't wait to follow the network cable, knock your keyboard loudly, and then yell: "Let go of that text and let me do it!"
My daily routine right now is: reading your articles in class during the day, lying in bed waiting for your updates at night, and going to sleep peacefully if I can't wait.
But having said that, I really love and hate you, and I can't stop. In this era when everyone is eager to read cool articles and see routines, it is really rare that you can calm down and use such delicate, humorous and ancient words to create such a vivid world for us. Your words have a kind of magic. No matter how hard I am beaten by life, as long as I open your book and see those familiar names and see them laughing, making trouble, struggling, and loving each other vividly in that world, I feel, hey, it doesn't seem so bad.
So, my dear, please be sure, definitely, definitely keep writing! Don't worry about data anxiety or Cavan bottlenecks. Just think of it as chatting with a group of old friends and write down your thoughts, your humor, and your whimsical thoughts about the world. As a spiritual shareholder, I will always be here to support you! I really, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very very, very, very very, very, very, very very, very, very, very very, very, very, very, very very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very,, very,, very,, very,, very,, very very, and very, article I really like your article~)
Finally, I wish you:
Inspiration is like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky and flowing to the sea never to return!
The keyboard is typing so hard that there are sparks, and the hard drive is filled with so many manuscripts!
The most important thing is to stay healthy, eat and drink well, and don't let your hair grow bald just to think about the plot (after all, your hairline is priceless)!
See you in the next chapter, everyone! (Looks urging you to update. Jpg)
A reader who is obsessed with you
Yours sincerely
Oh! Woman! Don't be ignorant! Update soon! (Possessed by the boss)
A woman was lying weakly on the bed, her face looking pale. There was a slight smile on his lips. Her outstretched hand trembled slightly, and tears shone in the corners of her eyes. A hoarse voice murmured: "Please... More."
You can update it ten times a day! I just kowtowed! Why did it stop? Can you please start a comment? [Continue][Continue][Continue][Continue][Continue]
Dear author: Seeing the words is like seeing the face! Today, I just want to have a chat with you as a book fan who has been kidnapped by your words, and by the way, I want to accuse you of the mental harm you have caused me. I must seriously point out: your writing style is definitely an illegal construction in the literary world - it is so beautiful that it is illegal! Your novel, my dear, directly built a Hengdian Film and Television City in my mind! I get very excited every time I read your novels. Have you added some ecstasy to your words? How can any description give a college student like me, who goes to school every day, the illusion that "I have read this, this country is very beautiful"? I seriously doubt whether you were a clergyman in the Hanlin Academy in your previous life. Otherwise, why would this choice of words and sentences have the scent of sandalwood? Let's talk about the character you created. Dear, have you secretly learned the "Human High-Quality Paper Creation Science" behind our backs? The heroine you wrote is simply my spiritual mentor! The heroine of other families is still fighting for the man, but the heroine of your family has taken over the man. Every time I see a handsome heroine, I want to get out of the screen and cheer her up. And the male protagonist, the contrasting cuteness of being aloof and desperate on the outside, but crazy and jealous on the inside, is really amazing! The undercurrent of pull you wrote about the two of them is even more exciting than just handing out candy. Every time I watch them interact, the corners of my mouth never drop. It's so exciting to watch two paper figures falling in love! ! What makes me most resentful is your update speed! Damn, every time I see a critical moment, I can't wait to follow the network cable, knock your keyboard loudly, and then yell: "Let go of that text and let me do it!" My daily routine right now is: reading your articles in class during the day, lying in bed waiting for your updates at night, and going to sleep peacefully if I can't wait. But having said that, I really love and hate you, and I can't stop. In this era when everyone is eager to read cool articles and see routines, it is really rare that you can calm down and use such delicate, humorous and ancient words to create such a vivid world for us. Your words have a kind of magic. No matter how hard I am beaten by life, as long as I open your book and see those familiar names and see them laughing, making trouble, struggling, and loving each other vividly in that world, I feel, hey, it doesn't seem so bad. So, my dear, please be sure, definitely, definitely keep writing! Don't worry about data anxiety or Cavan bottlenecks. Just think of it as chatting with a group of old friends and write down your thoughts, your humor, and your whimsical thoughts about the world. As a spiritual shareholder, I will always be here to support you! I really, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very very, very, very very, very, very, very very, very, very, very very, very, very, very, very very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very,, very,, very,, very,, very,, very very, and very, article I really like your article~) Finally, I wish you: Inspiration is like the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky and flowing to the sea never to return! The keyboard is typing so hard that there are sparks, and the hard drive is filled with so many manuscripts! The most important thing is to stay healthy, eat and drink well, and don't let your hair grow bald just to think about the plot (after all, your hairline is priceless)! See you in the next chapter, everyone! (Looks urging you to update. Jpg) A reader who is obsessed with you Yours sincerely
Oh! Woman! Don't be ignorant! Update soon! (Possessed by the boss)