"Ah Xian, would you like to marry me?"
He couldn't believe that a lady like her who valued etiquette would beg him like this.
…
At first, Chen Xian was just an assassin. He came to this Shangshu Mansion just to kill Su Zhiran, but he didn't expect that he fell completely...
Chen looked up sadly, and saw Su Zhiran sitting in front of his room door, with a rosy face, squinting his eyes drunkenly, and chirping from time to time.
"Miss?" Chen Xian patted her shoulder.
"Ah." Su Zhiran suddenly stood up, not forgetting to pick up a bottle of wine on the ground, stumbled to the bridge, and leaned on the bridge railing.
"Have you been drinking?" Chen Xin complained, "You don't know how much you drink?"
He grabbed the wine bottle.
"I'm not happy, I'm sad."
He seemed to have thought of something and felt sad.
"Ah Xian, I don't want to get married..."
…
Wearing a red hijab, she asked: "Ah Xian, will you marry me?"
"Can't."
Under the hijab, her wedding clothes were soaked with tears. It's a pity that her red makeup was not put on by him.
…
Chen Xun opened the sachet she had given her, and was surprised to find out what kind of spices there were inside. There was a strand of black hair, and a note with tears on it: I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and you will live up to your love. Ah Xian, would you like to marry me?
Only then did he realize that what she had been thinking about from beginning to end was Ah Xian who wanted to marry her...
"Actually, I always knew you were here to kill me, but you were so kind to me, Ah Xian. I like you very much and I have my heart set on you."
Concept: Love cannot speak, so why care too much
