In the twenty-first year of the Sheng era, the Fengyun Token appeared.
At the same time, Sang Yushu, pursued by assassins and with nowhere left to turn, sought refuge in Yunqi as an invited distant cousin.
Whoever holds the token can command the entire martial world. No one could resist its allure, Sang Yushu included. She no longer wanted to live at someone else's mercy, hiding from one place to the next.
But one night, while trying to steal the Fengyun Token, Sang Yushu was discovered.
Trembling all over, she knelt before Yun Lingfu, her long lashes beaded with tears. "Cousin Lingfu, I was forced into this. The truth is, I've always loved you."
Her soaked dress clung to her slender waist. Yun Lingfu gripped the back of her neck. "Remember what you said today."
"Sang Yushu's identity is suspicious, and she lies through her teeth. She's as low as dirt. How could she be allowed to stay in Yunqi?"
Cruel words rang out beyond the door, while inside, sandalwood incense curled through the air and silver bells chimed.
Sang Yushu never imagined that beneath Yun Lingfu's gentle, jade-like facade and unmatched power, he would be insatiable, demanding her day and night.
She couldn't take it anymore, so she faked her death and ran away.
Beneath wedding candles and a phoenix canopy, Sang Yushu was engaged to a merchant from a town near the estate's side courtyard. But the auspicious day had passed, and the groom still hadn't arrived.
The candlelight flickered. Screams suddenly erupted outside the room. The red veil was lifted, and the groom's severed head was held up before her.
Yun Lingfu's eyes were icy. He forcefully turned her chin toward him, his voice as cold as frost. "Cousin, who do you think you're marrying?"
Theme: Keep hope in your heart and never give up.
