[The martial arts heroine & the yandere prince who was born with a disability]
"Have you ever heard of the strange thief Liu Wuhen? It is said that more than twenty years ago..."
Yan Ning was sitting on the third floor of the tea house, listening to the old man shaking the folding fan and shaking the table. He was not tired of telling this old story yet. She shook her head secretly, gave the waiter a few coins and prepared to leave.
When passing a stall in the corridor, a gust of breeze blew, and the white gauze curtain was blown wildly by the wind. Yan Ning inadvertently glanced inward, and what came into view was a young man with a thin figure and clear features.
The young man also looked towards her, their eyes met, and then they looked away for a moment.
Having been around the world for many years, one could tell at a glance that this man was no ordinary young master.
—
Shen Muchuan has been decisive in killing and resourceful since he was a child. Unfortunately, he was born with a disability and was not eligible for the throne. He had to rely on a wheelchair to walk in his life.
When he was seventeen years old, he petitioned his father to go to the south of the Yangtze River and settled here. He heard that the scenery was pleasant and the mountains and rivers were beautiful.
That day, the guards pushed him to the tea house. Shen Muchuan sat alone by the window, watching the endless flow of traffic on the street.
A gust of breeze came, and he turned his head to look at the white gauze curtain flying in the wind. At this moment, a graceful, elegant and refined girl passed behind the curtain. The moment he looked at each other, he felt that her eyes were clear and bright, like the bright moon in the sky.
—
Gardenia flowers bloom all over the garden, as white as jade and fragrant.
Yan Ning held the frail young man hostage, hugging him tightly against her body to prevent him from slipping to his knees.
She held the dagger tightly, its sharp edge pressing against his fair and smooth neck.
"Tell your guards to retreat ten feet away, or I will kill you."
As he said that, he exerted more force with his hand, and the tip of the knife pierced his delicate skin, oozing out a few drops of bright red blood.
She managed to escape and took away his jade pendant, which was the jade pendant his mother asked him to give to his beloved before she died.
Shen Muchuan was sitting in a wheelchair, surrounded by the rich fragrance of gardenia flowers. He looked up at the lonely moon in the night sky, which was cold and lonely.
No one has seen the turbulent waves under his calm face, and no one has touched the thorny vines growing wildly in his heart.
—
"Ayan, don't leave me alone..." He hugged Yan Ning tightly from behind, burying his head deeply into her neck, the tip of his nose lingering with the fragrance of her hair and her unique, intoxicating breath, and his warm and moist breath made Yan Ning's shoulders shrink and her eyelashes trembled.
"I'm only going for two days." Yan Ning's sleepy eyes showed helplessness in his hoarse voice.
Three days later at night, Shen Muchuan lay on his side on the bed, clutching her underwear in his hands. He closed his eyes and smelled deeply before holding it in his arms. His clear and hoarse voice contained a hint of grievance, "Liar..."
Endinghe
Sweet little article
Intention: wild growth
