Blurb:
Song Limu had no parents and lived alone in the martial world for more than a decade. She knew well that money was what mattered most in any situation.
So she used her martial arts skills to kill for different employers in exchange for payment.
Once, an employer asked her to assassinate the crown prince of the current dynasty. By then, she had reached the top of the martial world's assassin rankings and naturally had no desire to take such a risk. But the other party offered five hundred taels of gold, and the words she had been about to say vanished beneath her mask.
A few days later, on a snowy night, Song Limu followed her employer's orders and slipped into the Eastern Palace.
As she lifted the bed curtains, someone grabbed the hand holding her dagger. Song Limu reacted quickly, but the person suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace and asked in a trembling voice whether she was cold.
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In the seventh year of Tianning, Crown Prince Xie Tingci ascended the throne and changed the era name to Sisong. The new emperor knew how to appoint the right people, balancing leniency with discipline. Before long, the court was at peace and the people lived in security.
On the winter solstice night of the third year of Sisong, Xie Tingci lay beneath the osmanthus tree outside his chambers, holding a cup of wine all alone. Only the snow filling the sky heard him murmur, “A Song, can you hear them? They all say I'm a wise ruler of my generation.”
But he wasn't.
He had done right by everyone except his A Song.
If he could have another life, he would give up the kingdom. All he wanted was for his A Song to live a long life by his side.
Xie Tingci stroked the little tombstone beneath the tree, as if he could see Song Limu asking him to let her lead the troops to suppress the rebels. He had refused, so she kept kissing him until he agreed.
Xie Tingci smiled. “A Song, how about I come keep you company?”
That night, the newly crowned emperor died in the palace, just three years into his reign.
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Xie Tingci had never imagined that after dying, he would return to the sixth year of Tianning.
Song Limu had recently noticed that her new employer was always staring at her. He would say nothing, but could watch her for a long time.
After catching him in the act for the fiftieth time out of the corner of her eye, she put on a stern face and said coldly, “If you keep looking at me, I'll dig out both your eyes.”
“You wouldn't,” Xie Tingci said, resting his chin on his hand and smiling brightly. “A Song couldn't bear to.”
Song Limu: “...”
She really couldn't.
After all, he had promised her five thousand taels of gold for protecting him for a month.
An emotionally detached, money-loving female assassin & a calculating crown prince who plays the fool to hide his claws
/Feigning aloofness vs. genuine scheming/The male lead is reborn/
Theme: There will always be someone in this world who comes for you
