Liang Yin was framed and thrown into the Dali Temple prison. If she wanted to survive and get revenge, she had to pretend to be Xie Heng's younger sister, who had gone missing years ago.
So, under the guise of being his real sister, she began to tease this fake older brother.
The Dali Temple Minister was ruthless and known as the Living King of Hell, yet he had a face as beautiful as precious jade, fairer than any woman's and more handsome than Pan An.
He was also the eldest legitimate son of the Xie clan, a family of nobility with a history spanning a hundred years. The Xie clan was renowned, and the young heir himself was noble and refined, like an immortal who had left the mortal world behind, as cool and detached as a Buddha.
At first, she gave him a belt and showed him concern. Then she pretended to be weak and fell into his arms, looking innocent and pitiful.
Who could have guessed that this self-disciplined, reserved Buddhist would remain unmoved by her subtle advances?
Later, when Liang Yin's identity was exposed, she panicked. "If Your Lordship is willing to help me, I'll do anything you ask."
But he replied with a cold, scornful sneer, his tone arrogant and contemptuous. "You?"
Yet later, that proud, aloof Buddhist cast aside his precepts and broke with worldly conventions for her, all to help her take revenge. He wanted only to keep her by his side and take her to bed night after night.
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What Liang Yin didn't know was that ever since she had teased him, Xie Heng had begun to dream.
In his dreams, a woman's hair and clothes carried a lingering fragrance, her graceful figure swaying as she draped herself over him...
Xie Heng was appalled by his own thoughts. He had developed forbidden desires for his own sister.
From then on, he deliberately avoided her, even sitting cross-legged on the ice to cool his restlessness.
But the more he avoided her, the closer she came, while the scenes in his dreams grew ever more vivid and alluring. Her lips parted like a nightingale's song, and she gently pressed them to his...
Conflict and torment, propriety and forbidden desire, tore fiercely at his reason.
He sat on an ice spike as if it were a lotus seat and punished himself with a discipline whip. Scarlet blood soaked his white robe as he tried to sever the forbidden longing in his heart through pain.
Only later did he learn that she was a liar! She wasn't his sister at all!
When she aimed a hidden weapon at him and he was about to expose her, she suddenly changed her mind and kissed him instead.
From that moment on, his forbidden desire took root like a vine, beyond his control.
Reading Guide
1. Fake step-siblings + stand-in + revenge and punishing scumbags
2. Focuses primarily on the romance between the male and female leads
Please add my upcoming story, Stealing Someone's Girlfriend, to your reading list
1
The first time Xu Mei interviewed her rich second-generation boyfriend, he canceled at the last minute, and her interview subject was changed to Jiang Ze, the heir to a powerful Hong Kong family.
She arrived late. The man had just showered and was wearing only a bath towel. Droplets of water rolled down, tracing the lines of his abdomen.
Xu Mei's face flushed scarlet. Heat spread from her cheeks to the back of her neck, and she stammered.
Meeting Xu Mei's unblinking gaze, Jiang Ze remarked pointedly, "Are all reporters as unpunctual as Miss Xu? Your ability to get things done is certainly questionable."
Xu Mei's face turned red, then white. How had she ended up staring at a strange man?
2
She thought they would never cross paths again.
At a later meeting with her boyfriend, she walked in and immediately found herself kissing a man. His scorching breath engulfed her, and his massive frame completely overshadowed hers.
She had to rise on tiptoe to hook her arms around his neck, while he had to bend down to kiss her.
Their unexpected chemistry was intoxicating, enough to leave anyone spellbound.
Xu Mei trembled all over, losing herself in the kiss.
Suddenly, her boyfriend's voice came from outside the door. "Meimei, are you here?"
Xu Mei's mind went blank!
Her boyfriend was outside. So who was the man kissing her?
Xu Mei's scalp prickled and her heart clenched violently, as if she were having an affair.
But her boyfriend was called away by his lover.
The lights came on. Jiang Ze's gaze burned like fire.
"That was my first kiss. How are you going to make it up to me?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang." She recoiled in fright.
Jiang Ze spoke in a teasing tone. "You think you can brush me off with a single apology? I'd be getting the raw end of the deal."
"What do you want?"
"Be my girlfriend, and get back at him?"
3
Once, Ke Ran showed off to Jiang Ze. "My girlfriend. Pretty, isn't she?"
Jiang Ze's eyes flickered. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. "She's all right."
From then on, every time his childhood friend showed her off, Jiang Ze was consumed by jealousy.
Every second became torture.
Theme: Never give up on yourself, even in despair
Is it so bad??? What an inexplicable ending [eye roll][eye roll]
Congratulations on the completion, spread the flowers
If we haven't seen each other or talked to each other for a month, we usually break up by default.
Did the male protagonist change into a ghost before and after this? My mahogany sword is not working well [question mark]
The peach wood sword exorcises ghosts for the male protagonist. He feels like a ghost.
This throne is poisonous, as it confuses people and tells him that everyone will harm him, and then he will kill everyone in order to keep this position. Could it be that the previous emperor was also infected by the poison of the throne?
Is it true that everyone who becomes an emperor has a slightly abnormal brain? 🍉
From the fact that the male protagonist calls himself "I" to the female protagonist, it means that his feelings for the female protagonist have faded, and he is more interested in maintaining his dignity. Tsk
There is something wrong with this emperor. I thought I would be nice to him when I knew the identity of the male protagonist, but it turned out that I was crazy.
The male protagonist felt abandoned and miserable, but I felt that the name of the male protagonist was written in the gift of marriage.