[Childhood friends / Secret crush / Bickering couple / Airhead and sourpuss]
[Flirty girl who talks big x Guy who drops to his knees and begs forgiveness]
Song Lingjun had been impressed by three men in her life.
The first was the Crown Prince, Meng Du. They had been betrothed since childhood, but with the wedding date drawing near, Meng Du said she was "too outspoken and crude in her manner, unfit to be Crown Princess," and broke off the engagement.
Overnight, Song Lingjun became the laughingstock of the capital's young ladies. She swore to the heavens that before she died, she would make Meng Du weep bitterly and kneel down to call her "Dad."
The second was the junior fellow disciple she met while on the run.
He was plain-looking but carried himself with distinction, and his swordsmanship was peerless. He simply wasn't much of a talker.
They could talk about anything, except when she ranted to him about Meng Du. Then the junior fellow disciple would look strange and suddenly fall silent.
One day, Song Lingjun was chewing on a foxtail grass stem and grinned at him. "Junior fellow disciple, what kind of wife do you want someday?"
The young man looked at her, and the tips of his ears suddenly turned bright red.
The third was a monk she casually flirted with while on her way to raise a rebellion.
The monk was strikingly handsome, with an extraordinary presence. Song Lingjun was so bewitched that she spent one passionate night with him.
To her surprise, when she woke the next morning, the space beside her was empty, and the monk had vanished.
Months later, Song Lingjun ran into the junior fellow disciple at the border. During a long talk in the dead of night, she furiously denounced a scumbag and declared that if she ever saw him again, she'd chain him up and whip him mercilessly.
The junior fellow disciple suddenly fell silent, watching her with a dark, unreadable gaze.
Not long after,
the army was ambushed. Song Lingjun was attacked and accidentally fell into a lake. The junior fellow disciple rushed to save her.
Once ashore, Song Lingjun looked at the man across from her: his bald head gleamed in the moonlight, and his familiar face was as cold as frost. She sneered, "Senior fellow disciple, that lake water must be incredible. It washed your hair right off your head."
The man watched her silently for a moment, then wordlessly pulled out a riding crop and handed it to her. "Here. Whip me as much as you like."
Song Lingjun: ...
[Bonus scene]
One day, Song Lingjun happened to hear one of the man's trusted subordinates call him Meng Du.
She clenched her fists and kicked the door open, meeting the man's eyes as he looked up. They stared at each other, and the air froze.
A moment later, the man gazed at her darkly and said in a low voice:
"...Dad."
Trusted subordinate: ...
Song Lingjun: ...
#Come on, bro, you admitted it so quickly that now I feel bad about getting mad
[The male lead gets a taste of his own medicine and is the first to drop to his knees and apologize]
[The male lead had his reasons for leaving after their one-night stand; he's not a scumbag who pulls up his pants and runs]
[A straightforward, career-focused flirt who flirts just for fun, never takes it to heart, and doesn't understand romance] X
[A stubborn, sharp-tongued tsundere who is secretly swept off her feet and madly in love, but acts perfectly calm]
Theme: None for now
