Li Guxing seized the throne in a rebellion, and in just one year became known throughout the land as a tyrant.
One night, after drinking too much, his fiancée, who had “died” in a fire three years earlier, appeared in his bedchamber, dressed in black and surrounded by a familiar, shadowy fragrance.
After a brief embrace, his fiancée climbed out the window and fled.
Li Guxing came to his senses completely and mobilized all his forces to search for her. At last he found her, but he was one step too late. She had been ambushed and poisoned, and now lay unconscious.
When Jun Du regained consciousness, she suspected she was with Li Guxing. Unfortunately, the poison had her under its control. She could only stay under his roof, playing the helpless young woman in everyone else's eyes and needing help with everything. As a result, she enjoyed Li Guxing's care to the fullest.
Instead of acting like the ruler he was, he had become her servant, personally taking care of everything. He was so considerate.
Before the bed, Jun Du slowly opened her eyes. The smell of food filled her nose, and now and then she heard footsteps. She sat up, and a pair of big hands quickly caught her, put on her shoes and socks, and helped her down. He asked softly, “Did you sleep well last night?”
She nodded in reply.
As the saying goes, it's hard to go from luxury to hardship, but easy to go the other way. Jun Du soon grew dependent on this life. Just as Li Guxing didn't want to reveal who he was, she kept pretending to be blind and played along.
As the days passed, Jun Du had almost recovered, and began looking for an opportunity to leave.
One night, she packed her belongings, but assassins attacked the villa and wounded Li Guxing. He was no match for them, so Jun Du set down her bundle, drew her blade, and dealt with them in a few quick moves.
Li Guxing immediately collapsed in front of her, clutching the hem of her clothes, looking utterly frail.
Fine. Staying two more days wouldn't hurt.
After that day, every time Jun Du tried to leave, Li Guxing would inflict some new injury on himself, earning her pity and begging her to stay. He even cooked for her while wounded, as if to thank her for softening toward him again.
Jun Du felt like Li Guxing had her wrapped around his finger. She waited for him to fall asleep, then ran away, but his troops surrounded her halfway there.
Li Guxing emerged from the shadows, his tall, slender figure illuminated by moonlight. He wore a snow-white robe. As he plunged a knife into his own heart, blood stained his clothes, but he smiled. “A Du, go. Don't worry about me.”
Jun Du gritted her teeth. “I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving! Let's go back and treat your wound!”
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Actually insane wife × actually lovestruck husband pretending to be a tyrant
1. Not your traditional strong heroine and pampered husband
2. The hero is only a person in front of the heroine ()
Theme: Failure is the mother of success
