Sleeping Beside the Devil

What a little wolf. That was what Xi Xun thought when he first saw Yan Zhao. The girl was a head shorter than him, but her sharp gaze was like that of a gray wolf racing across the grasslands. Surrounded by enemies, beset by troubles within and without, the border that her ancestors had guarded for decades fell in a single day. Blood flowed like a river, and she alone survived. From then on, she was like a demon clawing its way out of hell, with nothing left but revenge. Her noble clan was dwindling in numbers. Though she guarded a fortune and was exceptionally gifted, Xi Xun could have had nothing to do with someone like her if he had wanted. But he went and fell for her, and now neither of them could break free from the other. / "I have feelings for you, sir." Yan Zhao curled her lips into a smile. The woman known as the battlefield's demon said, "Alas, I am destined for hell. But I cannot bear to part with you, sir. Why don't you fall with me into the depths of perdition?" "Then you'd better hold on tight." Xi Xun looked into her wolf-like green eyes and spoke softly. A sickly male lead x a vicious female lead. A frail, delicate young master x a beautiful, strong, tragic little wolf. Theme: The ancestral halls are no more, the realm lies in ruins. Restore order at home, avenge the nation abroad. Long-buried wrongs will one day be set right. Schemes laid with infinite care will all come to naught. When the flowers bloom along the road, I will offer wine in the underworld to my beloved.