My Nemesis and I Are Lovestruck

Fierce to everyone else, gentle as a lamb to his wife: the chancellor's daughter, top. Ruthless to everyone else, indulgent with his wife: the beautiful, strong, tragic palace master, bottom. One-on-one in body and soul, mutual pining comes true, happy ending.

Ye Zhiyu was ambushed by her fellow orthodox sect members, stabbed through with sword after sword, and thrown into a snake pit. Just as she was waiting to die, someone pulled her out.

Barely alive, she looked at the blood-soaked figure before her and mocked herself. "Palace Master Yun, are you here to laugh at me?"

Yun Menghuai, who never showed her true face, shook her head and removed her veil.

It was the first time Ye Zhiyu had seen this enemy from the unorthodox sect clearly, but it wasn't the first time she had seen that face.

So it turned out...

Menghuai in white, Xiusu in black. The one who hurt her and the one who saved her were both Yun Menghuai.

Murmuring, "Thank goodness you're all right," Ye Zhiyu smiled as she passed into the Yellow Springs.

What she didn't know was that Yun Menghuai's white clothes that day had been made into wedding robes for her.

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Reborn at eighteen, Ye Zhiyu wants nothing more than to stay away from the conflicts of the martial world, return home, and live as a carefree young lady of the chancellor's household.

But at a palace banquet for envoys from a vassal state, she nearly dropped her jaw. The cold-blooded, murderous young palace master of the Lianhua Palace was dancing a sultry number in revealing clothes before everyone's eyes!

This has to be a hallucination.

But she really is... so beautiful, so alluring.

Before the banquet was over, Ye Zhiyu pulled Yun Menghuai, now dressed in black, into a secluded spot and wrapped an arm around her waist. "Sister Xiusu, what are you playing at? Let me join you."

[Extra Scene]

Yun Menghuai was surrounded and attacked by a group of disciples from the prestigious orthodox sects. She took several sword wounds, and blood soaked through her white gauze robes.

Just then, Ye Zhiyu, who had lost to her in dozens of duels, descended from the sky.

"Ye Zhiyu, kill her and you'll get a share of the credit!"

"Haven't you always wanted to beat her? Do it!"

"Here's a perfect chance to take advantage. It's all yours!"

Hearing their taunts and seeing Yun Menghuai's injuries, Ye Zhiyu's eyes flashed with menace. "Perfect. I'll settle both her score and mine today."

But by the time she had finished fighting to her heart's content, Yun Menghuai had disappeared without a trace.

"..."

Still as heartless and ruthless as ever. She didn't even care whether Ye Zhiyu could win.

One of the defeated enemies cursed her. "A wicked woman is a wicked woman. Did you really expect her to be grateful? Ye Zhiyu, have you thought about the consequences of siding with her today?"

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Theme: Repay kindness and be a good person.