The Vicious Dog Is Hard to Tame (Reborn)

Blurb:

Qu Lian was pampered from childhood, doted on by her parents and older siblings. She had never suffered a grievance, and naturally grew up innocent and spoiled.

She made only one mistake in her life: insisting on marrying Chen Zhiyi. He used her family to rise through the ranks, then caused her death.

Three years into their marriage, Qu Lian was blind and mute, dependent on her personal maid to care for her. In the end, she died of an illness.

After death, her soul drifted about. She thought she would be like a character in a storybook, watching her husband marry another lovely woman while she could only spend a century regretting her choices before fading away.

But when her vision cleared again, she found herself in the middle of a raging inferno. Cries filled the air, and Chen Zhiyi's twisted corpse stared at her with eyes wide open, dying without closure.

Qu Lian's soul trembled. Through the flames, a man in black approached, carrying a long blade that dripped with blood. His cold face looked like that of a demon from the underworld.

The man stepped over Chen Zhiyi's corpse and walked alone to the door. When he knelt there, holding Qu Lian's body, even his fingertips were trembling.

Qu Lian moved closer and finally saw his face. The man was none other than the chief of her family's secret guard.

A terrifying man, like a demon with a ghost mask. Qu Lian had heard many stories about him. As a child, she had been so frightened she couldn't sleep, believing he was an evil spirit who ate people.

But now, was he holding her corpse and crying?

*

When Qu Lian opened her eyes again, she was fifteen. The man had yet to become the leader of the secret guard; he was just an ordinary guard.

When she arrived, he was tied to a torture rack, his skin torn and bloody.

When they saw her coming, they covered him with clothes so the blood of a lowly guard wouldn't offend her eyes.

Qu Lian walked over and crouched down. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his eyes, then said softly, "A Xun, will you be my personal guard from now on?"

He lifted his head. Blood ran down his temple, and his deep black eyes reflected the young girl's face.

"Your servant obeys."

*

At first, Qu Lian only wanted to repay him for his kindness in her past life. She would keep him by her side and spare him some suffering.

But as she cared for him, she realized he wasn't a loyal dog at all. He was a vicious dog that couldn't be tamed.

On the day the nation fell, no one in the capital could protect themselves. The man shielded her in his arms as they fled, blocking the endless sea of blood and holding her tightly around the waist, his expression dark and crazed.

"Now, miss, you can only rely on me."

He spoke words that crossed the line, but wouldn't let even a speck of mud stain Qu Lian's hem. Instead, he carefully laid her on a soft couch, knelt before her, removed her shoes and socks, and kissed the instep of her foot.

He forged an iron chain with his own hands, fastening one end to the young woman's wrist and the other around his own neck.

[Gladly becoming the blade in your hand.]

[Spoiled young lady × Mad dog brother]

Content Warnings:

1. Dog training; the mad dog won't bite its owner.

2. There may be farming-related plotlines.

3. A doting romance; the male lead is rather twisted.

Theme: Everything in the past is a prelude