The Beauty Is Always Deliberately Seducing Me

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A wicked, scheming, obedient gatekeeping tiger versus an ambitious, calculating, crazed stray dog with nothing left to lose

[Ruthless, smiling tiger of a Grand Commandant gong X ambitious, calculating beauty shou]

Chu Linyun was twenty-five. He had been promoted to Grand Commandant just six months earlier, wielding real military power. He was brave, resourceful, and deeply beloved by the people.

The current emperor was suspicious by nature and devoted to wine and women. If Chu Linyun were not guarding the realm, it would likely have changed hands long ago.

After news spread that the battle at Shanbei Pass had ended in a great victory, Chu Linyun received not only gold and jewels, but also... a marriage arrangement.

How could he not know what the emperor was thinking?

Everyone knew that Yan Ning, the current empress's niece and the eldest daughter of the Pingchuan Residence, was exceptionally beautiful and much favored by the emperor. He summoned her to the palace again and again, supposedly to keep the empress company and lift her spirits. But who couldn't see what the emperor really had in mind?

Few people knew that the beautiful young woman they spoke of had died three years ago. The eldest daughter standing before them now was an orphan of the General of Junxi, raised by the Pingchuan Residence outside the capital. Her looks were even more striking than those of the real eldest daughter.

The Pingchuan Residence offered the public just one explanation: people change as they grow up.

Chu Linyun devoted himself solely to protecting the realm and paid little heed to the power struggles at court. Now that the Junxi border had fallen, the only person they had managed to rescue who knew the truth refused to say a word. Chu Linyun came up with a plan and immediately returned to the capital to ask for the hand of Yan Ning, eldest daughter of the Yan family.

Little did he know that the beautiful person standing before him, with her exquisite bearing and smiling eyes, was actually a man...

The bright red bridal veil had been tossed carelessly at his feet. Yan Ning looked shy and bashful, avoiding Chu Linyun's gaze as he lowered his head slightly, his mind racing.

Rumor had it that the Grand Commandant wielded immense power and was mercurial in temperament. One moment he would greet you with a smile; the next, he could cut off your head without the slightest hesitation...

Yan Ning's eyes turned cold. He took a deep breath, then stepped forward and reached for Chu Linyun's hand, softly calling, "My lord..."

To his surprise, Chu Linyun suddenly took a great step backward, leaving Yan Ning's hand awkwardly suspended in midair.

"Your hands are too dirty. Have someone take you to wash up." Chu Linyun smiled faintly and beckoned over two servants. A strip of black silk had somehow appeared in his hand. He tied it gently around the back of Yan Ning's head, covering his eyes, then had the servants escort him away, one on either side.

Yan Ning sneered inwardly, his brows drawing together almost imperceptibly. After they had descended a long flight of stone steps, the air grew colder and colder. He was about to remove the black silk when someone stopped him almost immediately.

Yan Ning was not angry. When you are at someone else's mercy, you have to keep your head down.

When the servants finally removed the black silk, Yan Ning froze for a moment...

"Stay put and don't try anything funny!" the servant said, locking the door before leaving.

Yan Ning's lips curled. People sometimes smile when they are furious. This was... a dungeon!

What kind of newlywed bride is shown to a prison cell instead of a bridal chamber?!

A little scene

The dungeon was bitterly cold. The black silk blindfold lay haphazardly in a filthy corner. The Grand Commandant, who held power over the court, stroked the beauty's tense nape. With a smile on his lips, he inched closer, then ran his tongue over the back of the man's neck. "You have such a lovely face. No wonder the emperor can't stop thinking about you. If it were me... I'd be thinking about you too."

"My lord... do you really think about me?" Yan Ning asked, pretending to be hurt. His tone was coy, and he made a show of reaching out to touch the face before him. His alluring eyes glistened with tears, utterly captivating.

"I guarantee it, Miss Yan." Chu Linyun deliberately emphasized the final two words.

Yan Ning gave a soft laugh. The next moment, he pressed his lips straight against the man's thin, slightly cruel mouth. "Then, my lord... take me. As long as you'll protect me, I'll do anything you say..."

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Low-level court intrigue, low-level court intrigue, low-level court intrigue (bowing).

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