I Raised the Cold-Faced Male Lead into a Little Wolfdog

Cen Xinglan was not a qualified shadow guard, because she had a secret: for three days in a row, she had dreamed of her master, Gu Yuanchen, the lord of Brightmoon Manor, known throughout the martial world as the Cold-Faced King of Hell.

Cen Xinglan knew she had fallen for him and broken the rules of a shadow guard. Fortunately, it was only unrequited love, and she had never done anything out of line. She was sure Gu Yuanchen hadn't noticed.

Until an accident left Gu Yuanchen badly injured after he fell into a trap. When he recovered, however, his mind had regressed to that of a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old.

Even as a boy, the Cold-Faced King of Hell had been no pushover. But the stubborn, wary look in his eyes, so peculiar to a young man, tugged at Cen Xinglan's heart.

And so Cen Xinglan, the only shadow guard who knew the truth, became the boy's only lifeline.

In public, the boy struggled to maintain the fearsome bearing of the Cold-Faced King of Hell. In private, he slowly came to depend on the shadow guard who always seemed so distant.

When Gu Yuanchen finally regained his senses, he discovered that once someone had entered his heart, there was no getting them out again.

Theme: Perseverance brings happiness