[Sweet, Well-Behaved Princess VS Cold-Faced Assassin]
Huaiman was the emperor's most beloved princess.
They said she wore a gown made of pearls that glowed in the dark, drank rose dew, and rode in a carriage adorned with seven kinds of treasure. Even her bed was inlaid with jewels.
Born to wealth and privilege, she was beyond compare.
On the Lantern Festival,
assassins attacked the palace at night, and the crown prince burst into her chambers. In the chaos, Huaiman escaped the palace and headed to Jiangnan to find her elder brother.
The journey to Jiangnan was long, and the emperor's pursuers would be on her heels. Alone, Huaiman would face countless dangers, so she hired Young Master Qingyang, the best assassin in the martial world, to escort her.
Yu Junjian was the martial world's top assassin.
Dressed in black and armed with a Longquan sword, he struck fear into everyone wherever he went.
That day, he received a job escorting a young girl to Jiangnan.
His line of work involved murder and robbery, and he hadn't planned to take a job like this. But the girl was paying so much that in the end, he accepted.
The little girl was simply too delicate.
Like a flower in a garden, she couldn't withstand wind or sun, so he had to take careful care of her the whole way.
"Qingyang, you don't have to wash it, you know."
In a modest inn, the little girl sat at the stone table in the courtyard, watching the man crouched by the well, head bent as he washed her clothes. Holding a pastry in her hand, she spoke apologetically.
"I can buy new ones later."
The man washed the clothes in his hands without changing expression or even looking up. But when he felt the little undergarment embroidered with a blooming lotus in the wooden tub, the tips of his ears quietly turned red.
"You've used up all your pearls. How would you have money to buy clothes?"
Some time later, Huaiman happened to enter the man's room and spotted a white garment there, embroidered with pearls that glowed in the dark. There were exactly one hundred and eight of them.
That night, the man returned from outside.
Perhaps he had been drinking. He reeked of alcohol, and a strange flush colored the usually expressionless face. When he saw the young woman who had suddenly appeared in his room, his gaze lingered on her for just a moment before quickly turning away.
"The princess is getting married tomorrow. What are you doing in my room so late at night?"
Huaiman held the garment and slowly walked up to him. She took his hand and placed it in his palm, her clear eyes fixed on him.
"A Jian, will you help me put it on?"
Many years later, people in the martial world often saw the ever-deadly Young Master Qingyang leading a horse. A bright-eyed, pretty little girl sat on its back as they traveled from south to north, from high mountains to the grasslands.
A few important points:
1. One-on-one romance, both leads are each other's only partner.
2. They are eight years apart in age. Slow burn, with a large supporting cast.
3. Set in an imaginary world, very, very imaginary. Everything you read is made up.
Theme: Love life as well as the person you love.
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