The Marquis Keeps Getting in the Way of Official Business

In the nineteenth year of Longqing, Marquis of Wuding Feng Tianke returned to the capital in triumph. The powerful and wealthy held banquets and hired dancing girls, eager to win over the Feng family's influence. Feng Tianke frowned at the woman swaying her hips onstage, his face full of disgust. Rumor had it that the Marquis of Wuding had no interest in women. He had once kicked out the maid his old madam had sent to his room. At the center of the stage, a dancer in red wore a thin veil. Her figure was graceful. She tilted her long neck to one side and glanced back, throwing him a flirtatious look. The wine cup in Feng Tianke's hand shattered in his grip, and shards of porcelain pierced his palm. Everyone at the banquet gasped. The rumors were true! No one dared provoke the Marquis of Wuding, and the dancers were hurriedly sent away. In the back courtyard, Fu Cheng, her face heavily made up, angrily tore off her veil. Her contact tried to reassure her. "Don't get mad. The most important thing in an assassin's line of work is staying calm." After one failed mission after another since arriving in the capital, assassin Fu Cheng could no longer keep calm. Damn it, is Feng Tianke trying to ruin my reputation? 1. A lighthearted, sweet story! 2. Well, I haven't figured out the rest yet. Theme: Love at first sight.