Humiliating the Upright Gentleman

Straightforward, Lovestruck Sweetheart VS Upright, Chaste Gentleman

The Han crown prince was ordered to govern in the emperor's stead, just as the twelve kingdoms of the Western Regions submitted to the Han.

All nations came to pay tribute, and a beauty awaited him in bed. He was truly riding high!

Yet just before the night of passion, Song Hemian, an official of the Court of State Ceremonial, risked his life to remonstrate: "Though she is a beautiful war captive, Your Highness must not let lust cloud your judgment."

Faced with this frank and loyal courtier, the crown prince came to his senses. "Minister Song is absolutely right. The situation in the Western Regions is complex, and this is no time to indulge in pleasure."

After careful consideration, the crown prince decided to entrust the woman to Lord Song's care.

Night fell at the hot spring villa.

Fine silk curtains hung beside a square canopy bed.

The Loulan princess, her clothes in disarray, was pinned firmly to the bed. Her beautiful face was flushed with indignation. "Let go of me!"

The man wore a dark blue official robe. His face was as smooth as jade, and the corner of his mouth lifted. "Let go? Three years ago, Ah Fu, wasn't this what you liked best?"

His long, nimble fingers traveled downward, effortlessly removing the heavy official robes.

His dry fingertips brushed over the woman's delicate skin. The familiar sensation ignited a wild desire deep within him.

"You trapped me in bed and took my innocence... You did the very same things to me back then."

Memories resurfaced, and Ah Fu was filled with regret. "That was all in the past, wasn't it?"

"The past?" The man gave a cold laugh, making no effort to hide the desire in his eyes.

He was utterly unlike the bashful young envoy from three years ago, who had resisted in shame.

"Back then, Ah Fu, how many schemes did you use to win my favor? How could it all be so easily forgotten?"

The familiar scent of desert jujube filled the space between them. The beauty's almond eyes glistened with tears.

"Song Hemian! Are you here to get revenge on me?"

The man's gaze was sinister, but he bowed to catch the beauty's tears with a reverence that seemed almost devout.

"No. I'm here to take revenge on myself."

Looking back, his body had returned from Loulan, but his soul remained trapped in the desert's heart, bound to this brazen "rose."

Heaven had smiled on him, and now they had met again. He swore to repay her for the "humiliation" he'd suffered, twice over!

Reading Guide:

1. One-on-one romance, both leads sexually inexperienced.

2. Early on, the female lead is the one who forces the relationship. Later, the male lead gives in for love, with a mild groveling arc.

3. The female lead is a stunning, thorny rose, not a delicate, dependent vine.

4. Everything serves the plot. Please don't scrutinize the historical setting or details. Thank you!

Theme: A crane is a beast of prey, and can hunt an eagle.