My Junior Sister Keeps Trying to Get Herself Killed

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Yan Cen was raised by a Taoist temple from childhood. With one master and one senior brother, she spent her days teasing cats and dogs, living a carefree life.

That is, until five years ago, when her senior brother suddenly vanished without a trace.

Then, two days ago, her master, Daoist Yunshan, was sent to prison and charged with failing to complete his mission. He had been tasked by imperial decree with finding the lost masterpiece of stone inscriptions, and tomorrow he would be beheaded in public.

Yan Cen, the last one left: ???

There must be something evil in the temple.

To keep her family from falling apart, Yan Cen decided to grab a knife and storm the execution ground.

Just before she drew her blade, a pair of long, strong hands seized her wrist.

Yan Cen turned around in astonishment and saw her senior brother, Shen Shi, who had been missing for five years.

Shen Shi appeared out of nowhere like a ghost. Without a word, he tied her up and tossed her into a carriage.

After five years apart, her senior brother was even colder and more aloof, with a heart of stone. "Master sent me. Come with me."

Yan Cen: ???

...Her family was done for, and now her senior brother had gone mad too!

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Yan Cen was wanted for trying to storm the execution ground.

But luckily, her never-home senior brother had come back to rescue her.

To save her master, Yan Cen promised the emperor that she would take his place and complete the mission to find the masterpiece of stone inscriptions known as the Thirteen Yunmen Inscriptions.

Throughout the journey, her senior brother, Shen Shi, stayed by her side without leaving, looking after her and keeping her in line, just like when they were children.

And yet, somehow, it was also completely different from when they were children.

After Yan Cen charged into a dead end and narrowly survived, she looked down and saw her senior brother's hand trembling.

With tears in her eyes, she lifted it up. "Senior Brother, how come you've got the tremors, just like Uncle Guangyuan?"

...Why were her senior brother's eyes so red? Why did he look as if he wanted to devour her?

Yan Cen had hurt her back and couldn't reach the wound herself, so she asked her senior brother to apply some medicine.

He went pale and staggered back several steps.

Yan Cen: ?

...What was wrong with asking the senior brother she'd grown up with to put medicine on her wound? Why was he being so guarded around her? She was in agony!

When faced with another near-death situation, her senior brother forbade her from going and offered to go in her place.

Yan Cen refused to back down and fought him.

As they faced off in a stalemate, Yan Cen remembered how guarded he'd been around her earlier and had a sudden idea. "If you want me to stay, you have to kiss me. Otherwise..."

There was no way her senior brother would kiss her, so then he wouldn't have any reason to stop her!

...Shen Shi stared at her with dark eyes, then leaned in without hesitation. Coolness met warmth.

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Fifteen years ago, Shen Shi, the only son of the commander of the Zhennan Army, came to the Taoist temple by imperial decree to cultivate for three years and atone for the soldiers' sins.

Back then, he had a junior sister at the temple. She was stubborn and willful, but good at acting sweet and innocent, and tricked him into taking many punishments for her.

Later, his father died of illness, and Nanxia tried to take advantage of the situation.

With the Zhennan Army leaderless, the emperor urgently ordered Shen Shi to take command and lead the troops against the enemy.

Shen Shi did not know if he would make it back alive. Afraid his junior sister would be heartbroken, he left alone.

At least she would be safe at the temple.

But later, Shen Shi realized that his junior sister was audacious beyond belief. She dared to charge into any deadly situation and say any outrageous thing.

She stirred his stagnant heart into chaos.

Shen Shi thought he had been wrong.

Since his junior sister was always doing reckless things...

Then he could only bind her tightly to himself, never to be parted for all eternity.

# Oh, you come at me? Then I'll meet you head-on!

# How come that fierce little rascal calls you Senior Brother?

*A self-indulgent story written to satisfy my own tastes (actually, that applies to all my books).

A stubborn cat of a little sister (a stubborn mule, really) x a cold-faced, iron-blooded mother-hen of a man

*The plot is a jumble of everything. The romance is about seventy percent sweet, and the dynasty is fictional.

*Warnings: 1. The blurb condenses the story for dramatic effect, so it's not entirely precise. The leads have plenty of antagonistic moments, as well as many moments when they rely on each other.

2. This is not a story about a powerful female lead, nor is it an empowering wish-fulfillment novel! Romance is at the heart of it. The couple clash, but they love each other very much~ Sending hearts!

[Preview: My Wife Is Infamous]

Xiao Danying, the youngest censor in the Censorate, married young. Two months later, his wife suddenly died, and from then on, people said he was cursed to bring death to his wives. No respectable family in the capital dared to arrange a match for him.

Three years later, Xiao Dan was promoted to Left Censor-in-Chief, taking charge of the Censorate and joining the Seven Ministers. For a time, he was the most influential man in the capital.

So people once again considered marrying into the Xiao family, but Xiao Dan rejected every proposal outright.

He said there was only one woman in his heart: his late wife.

At the autumn hunt at Nanshan, Xiao Dan was seated at the front among the Seven Ministers. He looked up and saw Jiang Yan, the new imperial consort recently bestowed with favor by the emperor.

Xiao Dan froze on the spot.

...Consort Jiang had the same face as his late wife.

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In early winter, the imperial consort died of illness.

The capital was buried in snow, the whole world dressed in white, as though mourning a beautiful woman whose life had been cut short.

In the hills outside the city, an ordinary patch of grass was lifted aside.

A woman in splendid clothes crawled out of an underground passage.

A wild wolf passing by eyed her hungrily, its green eyes fixed on her. Foul saliva nearly dripped onto her face.

Then, with a bang, the sound rang across the hills, sending a flock of birds fluttering from the trees.

The woman in fine clothes held up a hand cannon and blew away the white smoke rising from its overheated barrel.

A group of well-trained men hurried up the mountain. Their leader came tumbling over, panting. He dropped to one knee. "Your subordinate arrived late. The Tianshu Guards welcome Commander Nan!"

Nan Jingchun climbed out of the hidden passage and stretched. At last, she could breathe properly again. After being cooped up in the imperial harem for so long, she had almost suffocated.

Just as she was about to give orders, Nan Jingchun suddenly heard the snap of a dry branch behind her.

She spun around and raised her hand cannon.

She looked toward the sound, her pupils contracting.

She saw a familiar face.

The Left Censor-in-Chief, the man who had recently been at the height of his influence, was as white as snow. He stared straight at her, his eyes black as ink.

"Nan Jingchun... At least when you married me, you used your real name. Should I be glad?"

-

Nan Jingchun was the infamous Commander of the Tianshu Guards, selfish and unscrupulous.

Xiao Dan was the youngest Left Censor-in-Chief in Great Liang, a paragon of virtue: pure-minded and upright.

No one believed there could be anything between two people like them.

But Xiao Dan knew that the first time he saw Nan Jingchun kill someone, he fell in love with her at first sight.

-

Nan Jingchun had met countless people who traded on their reputations and sucked up to those in power, so she had always assumed Xiao Dan was no different.

It was only when a mission forced her to become Xiao Dan's wife that she discovered he was the real thing. He was a flawless saint, as if descended from the heavens!

And much later, Nan Jingchun accidentally discovered that the assassin who terrified the capital, specializing in taking the lives of powerful nobles and corrupt officials...

...might also be her impeccably dressed husband.

# My wife is my weakness, but I never said she was a pushover

Theme: Love is a response to another life.