The Wicked Noblewoman and Her Slave

Jiang Wangluan, the sickly, vicious, yet undeniably beautiful daughter of a treacherous minister. When the rebel king stormed the imperial capital, her father, the chancellor, and the emperor fled, leaving her behind with almost nothing. The slave she had once beaten and berated at will had become the rebel king's most trusted general, renowned for his loyalty and courage. Everyone believed Xiao Shen hated Jiang Wangluan, but from the first moment she saw him, she knew he still loved her. Even when he clenched his teeth, wishing he could bite a chunk out of her, all he could do was leave a mark, then reluctantly lick the trace he had left behind. She knocked on Xiao Shen's door in the dead of night. Beneath the lamplight, the young man polishing his long, razor-sharp sword looked up at her coldly. His chiseled features still bore a hint of the familiar face she remembered. She bent her knees and lowered her head, her lashes falling as she begged him to protect her. Xiao Shen remained silent. A moment later, the voice that still cursed him in her dreams drifted down like a fallen blossom: "Master." Jiang Wangluan had come wearing nothing but a thin undergarment. She offered him her pale wrists. Beneath her snowy skin, faint blue veins branched like flowers, fragile and innocent. Xiao Shen held them in his hand and asked, "It's cold tonight. If you fall ill and die, who am I supposed to settle the score with for what happened all those years ago?" She took the opportunity to settle into his arms for warmth, gazing up at the concern he tried to hide behind his eyes. Xiao Shen was her most loyal attack dog. Even when her moods were unpredictable and she beat and berated him whenever she was in a bad mood, he craved even more the occasional reward she let slip through her fingers. One word from her, and he would let her command him as she pleased. Jiang Wangluan had personally severed the bond between them. On the eve of her engagement to the heir of a marquis's household, she plunged a dagger into his heart. Ignoring his disbelieving gaze, she ordered the barely breathing Xiao Shen thrown into a mass grave outside the city. She claimed he was a runaway slave who had betrayed her and forbade anyone from speaking his name. *Both characters are emotionally unhealthy. This is a mutual obsession between two mad people. If this isn't your thing, please don't force yourself to read it. Theme: Treating others kindly makes it easier to get along.