[The writing is immature and the plot rushed. Not recommended. Please check out my new novel, I Flirt with the Moon.]
[Blurb] A fake-sweetheart in disguise vs. a sinister master assassin
After falling into the water, Gu Ran's soul possessed a secret agent.
To stay alive, she latched onto Dou Liao and tried every way she could to sweet-talk him into protecting her.
But only when she was on the brink of death did she realize that Dou Liao was a vicious wolf who intended to drag her down to hell with him...
Later, she returned to her own body, thinking she would never cross paths with him again. But just as she was discussing a marriage to the Duke's eldest son, Dou Liao appeared in a new guise: he had become the Duke's second son.
Gu Ran wanted nothing more to do with him. She pretended not to know him whenever they met. After all, he had never seen her face.
But Dou Liao wouldn't leave her alone. He wore the red headband she had used to bandage his wounds around his wrist, flaunting it wherever he went.
In front of the eldest son, he took it off and held it out to her. "You like red headbands. You can have it."
Dou Liao fell for a girl who had lost her memories and changed her nature.
She helped and protected him. She was sweet, clever, and kind, perfect in every way, and she had even told others several times that she had given him her heart.
He would gladly die for her, but she died first...
He spared no expense to avenge her and fulfill her wishes.
Yet just as he was about to settle an old score and follow her to the underworld, he discovered that she was alive and well in a different face, laughing and chatting with another man, discussing marriage...
Dou Liao changed his mind. He became a villain again, her villain.
PS:
Both leads are virgins, happy ending.
The hero appears in Chapter 3 and is devoted to his wife.
[Completed novel]: I Flirt with the Moon. Please add it to your collection and give it a read:
[Wild and true to herself, she flirts without realizing it X Ambitious and restrained, a man who is not what he seems]
A Luo grew up in the wilderness. Using someone else's identity, she married Zhuge Qing, the son of a military governor.
On their wedding night, she drank osmanthus dew laced with an aphrodisiac.
But the groom said coldly, "Don't use that stuff again. I can't stand the smell."
So they never completed the wedding ritual.
A Luo began burning osmanthus-scented wood every day.
Who could have guessed that one night, just after she had bathed, Zhuge Qing would suddenly barge in...
A Luo hurriedly clutched her clothes closed. "I-I haven't burned any incense today!"
Zhuge Qing's expression darkened. "No need to tell me that. I didn't come here to sleep."
Later, after drinking a bowl of unspeakable soup, A Luo couldn't help edging over to Zhuge Qing and whispering, "Could I... 'use' you for a bit?"
Zhuge Qing's eyes darkened. "What did you say?"
She swallowed, fixed her dewy, almond-shaped eyes on him, and repeated earnestly, "I want to... enjoy you."
Later still, A Luo lost a stretch of her memories and became the princess of the realm.
On the eve of the selection of her husband, a rebel army advanced all the way to the capital...
Zhuge Qing returned with all his ambition intact, becoming a pawn his father had discarded and then put back into play.
He didn't mind a political marriage or his new bride's notorious reputation. It was merely a union of mutual benefit, and he could discard her when necessary.
But though he had calculated everything, he never expected the woman he treated as a pawn to become the one variable he could not control.
Only when she died did he learn she was no noblewoman, but a girl from the wilderness who had taken someone else's identity...
Later, Zhuge Qing's army reached the imperial city, but was held at the outskirts for months.
It turned out that a princess had appeared at court, performing one good deed after another. The people rallied to her, local governments pledged their support, and nobles and lords competed to marry her.
A dynasty that had been little more than a pile of sand gained a few more years of life because of her.
His strategist was worried. "The battle may go against us!"
Zhuge Qing sneered. "She's just copying my wife's old tricks, like a clumsy imitation of a beauty."
Yet on a night when he secretly investigated the capital region, he saw that the princess who was "copying someone else" had the same face and lively eyes as before. She looked exactly like his dead wife, whose body he had searched for nearly two years...
Short scene:
At last, A Luo got the chance to ask him, "You said that we were husband and wife?"
"Have you remembered, Princess?" Zhuge Qing's gaze didn't waver, and his voice was fairly composed.
A Luo shook her head. "I wanted to ask, did we have a marriage certificate?"
Zhuge Qing hesitated. "You were using someone else's identity then."
A Luo pressed her lips together and asked again, "Then... did we ever consummate the marriage?"
"...What would count as consummating the marriage?" His voice was low and cool, his gaze suddenly deepening as it bore down on her, while the tips of his ears flushed an alarming red.
Later, Zhuge Qing trapped her in a corner, gripping her wrists tightly. His hot breath brushed her ear. "Now... how much has the Princess remembered?"
The thunderous pounding of her heart made A Luo tremble all over. Her words stumbled out between her lips. "N-no... nothing... Get away from me..."
In the chaos, she wrenched her wrist free. Amid the sharp crack of a slap, she saw him turn his head and press his tongue to his burning cheek. His voice was hoarse as he chuckled softly. "You can't remember? There's another way..."
Theme: Be brave enough to be yourself.
Come on, Zaozao, write slowly, don't be in a hurry! As you read along, your writing is improving! [Panda Head][Panda Head][Panda Head] Take your time and support you~
It looks good, but why is it stuck here 😭 I have collected it, please keep updating 🤩
I finished reading it and checked in. It's a nice little sweet story, but it's a bit unfinished without an extra chapter (?) Maybe it's just right to stop here.
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Huahua World Charming Eyes (not)
Just one more favorite to reach 40 [Like]
Is the next book an ancient novel or a fairy tale?
Please update the little theater more 🤩
Chapters 25 and 26 have been slightly revised. After adjustment, the protagonist's emotional changes will be smoother ~ the reading experience will be better! Come and knock! Thank you readers for your support ❤️❤️
29 Collections, here I come, the collection is now 30 💪