Rong Yi was born into a prestigious family. Young and gifted, she had been spoiled rotten since childhood and feared nothing. She and her fiance were sworn enemies.
The reason was simple: Daoist Xie was exceptionally talented, but he hated showing his face and couldn't be bothered to talk to anyone. Rumor had it he was ugly, too!
Rong Yi: I hate show-offs most of all!
So, the day before her wedding, she packed her things and made a quick escape.
But just after coming down the mountain, she foolishly drank wine at a crooked inn and was kidnapped to some godforsaken place.
The moment she opened her eyes, she jabbed the person beside her. "Fellow Daoist, where are we?"
Caught off guard by her jab, the person toppled sideways and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Rong Yi shuddered in alarm. Hey, hey, don't try to pin this on me!
Naturally, if she'd accidentally jabbed someone until they coughed up blood, she had to take responsibility.
Rong Yi diligently cared for him. She had just brought him his medicine when she happened to see a faint flush at the corner of his eye. As he leaned over, his collar slipped, revealing a stretch of snowy-white waist.
A gentle pinch would leave a red mark on that snow-white skin.
"Fellow Daoist Rong..." His lashes lifted and fell as he looked at her. "Once I'm healed, will you stop taking care of me?"
"It's all right. You can leave. I'm alone, but I'll be fine."
Rong Yi's protective instincts surged. She pulled his collar closed with a fierce look. "If one of us leaves, we both leave!"
But this beauty was so delicate and frail that she couldn't scold or criticize him. Rong Yi had no choice but to treat him like a glass bead, holding him carefully in her palm.
Until one sleepless night on the road, she got up and saw him kneeling beneath the corridor, his profile as pale as jade, while someone pointed at him and shouted, "Xie Miaocheng!"
Rong Yi: !
Xie Miaocheng had long known that he shouldn't be alive in this world.
Rong Yi was a light, adored by all and dazzling wherever she went. He was only a shadow in the dark. She and he were worlds apart.
The brief warmth he shared with her was time he'd stolen through careful scheming. He lived in fear and could barely sleep at night.
Until the day his identity was exposed completely.
With assassination orders raining down on him, he sat alone in his prison cell, unable to see the light of day.
As he quietly waited to die, a blinding sword light flashed, and the young woman grabbed him and dragged him away without a word.
Xie Miaocheng only lowered his eyes to look at her lips. "I'll be fine. You should go... Ayi."
"You're lying to me again!" Just like when she was young, she raised her chin high, her eyes bright. "Hey, Xie Miaomiao, here's your chance to elope with me. What do you say?"
* A hotheaded tiger in public, a fluffy puppy in private; a spirited little tyrant, bursting with energy and ready to take on the world.
* Haughty and aloof in public, insecure and sensitive in private; a consummate actor who loves putting on a front, with an outsized conscience and little sense of self-worth.
Theme: Sincerity is the ultimate weapon.
