Seeing the Moon

[It's a story of love at first sight between a young man and woman, and a love that is wholehearted and sincere.]

Brooding, suspicious young assassin vs. gentle, sweet young lady from a prominent family

Both virgins / redemption / happy ending / sweet romance / one-on-one

Li Jiaojiao once saved a down-and-out young man.

He was quiet and reserved, frail and gentle, and treated her very well. He left his most precious keepsake with her and promised they would meet again in three years.

When they met again, the young man wore black robes and iron armor, magnificent and imposing. He had become the new emperor after betraying his country.

The capital, which her father and brothers had given their lives to protect, fell. Li Jiaojiao herself was killed by one of the young man's subordinates.

She was reborn three years earlier, on the snowy night she had saved Qi Fu.

His enemies had dumped him in a mass grave. His body was riddled with stab wounds, and he had nearly bled to death.

Li Jiaojiao deliberately waited another half hour to make sure Qi Fu was thoroughly dead. Then she burned some paper money and wished him a peaceful journey.

But he wasn't dead.

Not only that, he would spare no effort.

He would cross mountains of corpses and tread upon endless bones, ascend the imperial throne, and grow old together with her.

Qi Fu was world-weary and cold, with blood covering his hands.

He had struggled between life and death many times, but there was only one time he truly came close to dying.

That was when a girl appeared.

She had come to kill him, yet she saved him instead.

Through the haze of blood, he saw snow-white embroidered shoes step into the mud. The bright moon was lovely on that snowy night, and the cold wind wailed across the wilderness.

The hand she reached out to him carried a warmth that struck him to the core.

A frenzied thought took root in Qi Fu's heart.

He wanted to treasure her, keep her by his side, and make her his alone.

To admire her every day.

Many years later.

Li Jiaojiao had a dream. She dreamed that after she died, the sinister new emperor went mad overnight and slaughtered everyone who had plotted to kill her.

And he seemed not to know she was dead. His expression softened as he looked at the empty air beside him and called, "Jiaojiao."

He had gone completely mad.

#Wanted to cuddle with his wife, but had to pretend to be obedient and cute

#If his wife rejects him, he'll kill her in a heartbeat and turn her into a puppet, but why won't his hands obey him

#After killing people, he has to bathe, change clothes, burn incense, and arrange flowers before he can cuddle with his wife

Important: The male lead is NOT responsible for what happened to the female lead and her family!

Here's a sweet, devoted-love story coming soon: "The Young Wanderer"

After her engagement is broken off, Xie Tingxun becomes the target of everyone's ridicule in the capital.

The former leading beauty among the capital's noblewomen becomes a joke. Her family is thoroughly disgraced, and her father and brothers are furious. They send Xie Tingxun to the family's old residence in Jiangnan to recuperate.

In reality, they declare that from now on, the Xie family has no seventh daughter named Xie Tingxun.

Jiangnan, in the second month.

Grass sprouts and orioles fly; spring stretches without end.

A young swordsman in white carries a long sword on his back, travel-worn.

He stops beneath a tavern's wine banner and asks the owner to warm him a cup of wine. When he turns around, he sees a fine carriage pass through the drifting willow catkins. The bamboo curtain lifts in the breeze, revealing the pale, beautiful profile of a woman inside.

One fleeting glance, and his heart skips a beat.

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The day Bian Jiu appeared in Jiangzhou, rumors began to spread throughout the city.

Some said he had spent a fortune on the famous courtesan Xue Xiaoxiao. Others said he had gotten drunk beneath the skirt of a wine seller with a fine cup of wine. Still others said he had so many confidantes that he couldn't stand the attention and had hidden himself away in Jiangzhou.

Someone then asked Bian Jiu, "Who is lovelier: Xue Xiaoxiao fixing her makeup in the mirror, or the wine seller with her hands fragrant with wine?"

Bian Jiu held his sword and leaned casually against the railing. His long hair, loosely tied high, fluttered in the wind.

The young man smiled lazily and scoffed without thinking. "If you could see them both every day, I guarantee you wouldn't ask that. You'd just feel you could never see enough of either one..."

For some reason, the crowd fell silent.

Bian Jiu turned around. His lively eyes suddenly froze, and the tips of his ears, hidden behind his slightly disheveled black hair, turned faintly red.

It took him a long while to find his voice. "...But I really don't know them."

The girl passing by under an umbrella seemed not to hear him. She lifted her skirt and walked straight away over the blue-gray stone path. Bian Jiu froze for a moment, then swung his sword onto his back and leaped lightly through the treetops, landing in front of her in just a few steps.

After hesitating for a long time, he said softly:

"Miss Xie..."

"Can I still come help you dry your books today?"

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Theme: Everyone deserves love and redemption.