When Xue Zhaojiu turned eighteen, her senior sister left home and never came back. Her master flew into a rage and kicked her down the mountain, declaring that she wasn't allowed back until she'd found her sister.
Xue Zhaojiu felt terribly wronged. Her senior sister had gone down the mountain to uphold justice, while she herself had become an assassin for the sake of a single steamed bun. Unfortunately, someone interrupted her very first assignment. The person looked so sickly, as if she didn't have long to live, that Xue Zhaojiu wondered if one whack with her staff would kill her.
But this delicate beauty was Wen Lizheng, the Sixth Miss of the Wen clan.
Every man and woman of the Wen clan was born to defend the country against its enemies, and the family was praised throughout the land. Yet Wen Lizheng had been poisoned by a rare toxin and could never become a general. All she could do was serve as a strategist in the military camp.
After the crown prince threw himself into a cauldron and died, and the old emperor became crazed with his search for immortality, factions in the capital sprang up everywhere. They all wished the Wen clan would die soon so they could claim a share of its wealth. Unfortunately, the north needed the Wen clan to defend it, and the old emperor still had a little sense left. With no other choice, he ordered Wen Lizheng to enter the capital as a hostage.
But whether Wen Lizheng went to the capital was beside the point. What mattered was whether she lived or died. So she captured Xue Zhaojiu and made the young woman her bodyguard. Xue was highly skilled in martial arts, yet terribly easy to fool. Wen had only meant to satisfy her curiosity and tease her a little, but somehow she was the one who fell in love first.
"Hero Xue, I'm tired. Carry me down." Sickly Wen Lizheng sat in the carriage, eyes full of affection as she tried to tempt her with her beauty.
Xue Zhaojiu fell silent for a moment, then stepped forward and hoisted Wen Lizheng over her shoulder. "Carrying you would make me tired too. You're not heavy, but you're taller than me."
Wen Lizheng: "..."
Flirtatious, frail beauty strategist x naive, aloof, low-ranking assassin
One-on-one romance, happy ending
Theme: Swim against the current, and put the greater good first
