The third month of late spring: rain falls without end, and dusk hangs heavy.
On her way to the capital to seek refuge with relatives, Bai Lingshuang came across a man who had been hunted down and was barely clinging to life.
At first, Bai Lingshuang simply thought that everyone had their own fate, and she was no bodhisattva.
Besides, she was only a frail woman who couldn't even fight off a chicken.
So she ordered her servants to keep driving...
But when she arrived at the Duke Xian's residence in the capital, the young heir to the dukedom kept sneaking glances at her...
Bai Lingshuang: Heir, I know I'm beautiful, but you really don't have to keep looking at me~
Qin Yanhe: ...Just how long are you going to keep pretending to be so cold and heartless?
Qin Yanhe: A distant cousin has recently come to stay with our family.
Well, I've met her. She's... quite lovely.
But she's absolutely wicked! And she's completely forgotten me! I hate her so much!
Inspired by Somerset Maugham's The Painted Veil: I know what kind of person you are, and I still love you.
Love is the surrender of free will.
[Beautiful and self-aware femme fatale x clever, clear-eyed noble heir who watches himself fall]
Theme: Love is the surrender of free will.
