Spring Blades Wash the Snow

After a night of heavy drinking, Cheng Yaoqing sat up, clutching her splitting head.

She looked down: her clothes were in disarray, and a man lay beside her, warm to the touch.

She turned him over and saw a familiar, handsome face.

Oh, no!

It was Gu Kuang, the younger brother of the man she had loved, her departed first love.

Though she and her first love had never married, she and Gu Kuang were practically sister-in-law and brother-in-law.

Cheng Yaoqing was horrified, then, being utterly spineless, ran away.

After they parted, Cheng Yaoqing used her martial skills to land a deputy general post at the border.

But just before the two countries went to war, she spotted a pair of exceptionally familiar crescent-shaped eyes among her troops.

Gu Kuang was taller and stronger now.

Take off his shirt, and he had everything: a wasp waist, long arms, and mantis-like legs.

But the young master who'd always been so innocent felt like a stranger to her.

For instance, he would sneak into her tent late at night and, when desire took hold, wrap his arm around her waist to keep her from moving.

For instance, he taught her to take a wet wolf-hair brush and paint on his bare back.

And then there was the time he said in a hoarse voice, "Senior Sister, why don't you just think of me as my brother?"

The man's warmth made Cheng Yaoqing feel deliciously comfortable all over.

Thank goodness, she thought. She'd almost agreed to him.

Theme: Love of one's country and family