[Sunny young constable disguised as a man × obsessive, gloomy crown prince]
Powerful man lowering his head | Possessiveness
Shen Yanqing was the crown prince. Rumor had it he was gentle, upright, and magnanimous, a man who treated the worthy with respect. He was praised throughout the court and the land.
One day, he was ambushed and ended up stranded among the common people. When he woke, he found that a young constable had taken him in.
Badly injured, he warily asked the person before him, "Why did you save me?"
The young constable furrowed her delicate brows and thought it over carefully. Then she grinned at him. "Maybe because you're pretty."
Shen Yanqing: "..." Something about this didn't seem right.
While recovering, he happened to overhear the young constable earnestly turning down a tearful young woman. "I'm sorry. I'm not attracted to women."
Shen Yanqing frowned. Not attracted to women? So she liked men?
Men? Who? Him?
"Hmph." Shen Yanqing sneered.
He understood now. No wonder this person had taken such good care of him. No wonder she was willing to spend money on his treatment.
So that's what it was. A lowly commoner dared to set her sights on the heir to the throne.
At first, Shen Yanqing was very wary of her.
Later, he thought that once he had recovered, he could take her back to the Eastern Palace as a personal eunuch. That might not be a bad idea.
Later still, seeing how devoted she was becoming, he thought he could afford to bestow a little favor on her.
Until one day, he watched the young constable's ears turn red and her eyes grow bashful as she softly called to the scholar next door, "Brother Shi'an..."
"Crack..." Shen Yanqing slowly curved his lips into a smile as he snapped the bamboo chopsticks in his hand in two.
From the heroine's perspective:
Fang Fuyu had been disguising herself as a man for over ten years. She never imagined she would one day have to pretend to be a man who liked men!
She had the man she'd taken home to thank for that!
He had such a deceptive face, and now she regretted it so much she could have kicked herself.
She couldn't wait for him to recover and leave, so she took exceptionally good care of him.
Who knew the man was the crown prince?
Wasn't His Highness supposed to be gentle, modest, and refined? What did that have to do with the mean, petty, vindictive man in front of her?
Rumors really couldn't be trusted!
When her identity was exposed, the crown prince looked at her with eyes that had always seemed to smile, now dark and heavy. "I happen to be short a personal eunuch."
Fang Fuyu ran away in the middle of the night.
A year later, the new emperor ascended the throne.
Just when Fang Fuyu thought that the new emperor, so far away, had long forgotten her, and was happily living her quiet little life, a new neighbor moved in next door. He was mysterious and never showed his face.
After that, Fang Fuyu found herself sleeping worse and worse. Every night, she felt as if someone were sitting by her bed, like a ghost pressing down on her. Somehow, the presence also felt familiar.
Tonight in particular, the ghost was going too far. The cold hand that used to stroke her cheek had begun wandering down from her neck...
She squeezed her eyes shut, her lashes trembling uncontrollably.
A voice she knew all too well sounded by her ear, its owner chuckling leisurely.
"You sleep so soundly? Ever since you left, I've been unable to sleep night after night. Tell me, how are you going to make it up to me?"
Theme: Live optimistically through good times and bad
