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At Baohua Temple, Song Yishu crossed paths with Mr. Pei, who had come from Jiangnan. She thought they would simply go their separate ways, but he kept finding reasons to cross her path.
Gradually, Song Yishu noticed a look in Pei Yuheng's eyes that she couldn't quite understand. She paid it no mind, until one day he cornered her against a wall and pleaded, "Will you make me a sachet?"
A sachet was a token of betrothal. She didn't dare agree. He pinched her cheek, looking as if he wanted to devour her whole. "You can say no this time, but you have to give me one next time."
She eventually gave him one. Just as she was happily looking forward to their wedding, her fiance brought people to send her entire family to prison.
Only then did she realize that he had set a trap for her from the very beginning...
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By imperial decree, Pei Yuheng secretly went to Yunzhou to investigate the whereabouts of Prince Yu, who had rebelled ten years ago.
Disguised as a merchant, he set his sights on Song Yishu, the daughter of Yunzhou's largest medical clinic, so he could quickly establish himself in the business world.
As their feelings grew, he discovered that her father had once saved Prince Yu. What a stroke of luck! He used her family to uncover the information he needed.
He was a man who walked on the edge of a blade, his heart as hard as stone. But the young woman was gentle as water and treated him so well.
It felt wonderful to have someone who cared about him, he thought, but at the same time he was afraid of losing her.
Yet the very thing he feared came to pass. Song Yishu learned everything, and the seemingly gentle young woman wanted to cut ties with him for good.
Later, he knelt on one knee, took her hand, and pressed the blade against his chest. As its point slowly pierced his skin, he caressed her face, his eyes fixed entirely on her. "Trying to run? I won't allow it."
He had carried out missions for years without ever failing, but she was the one person who brought him to his knees.
Theme: Trying to run? I won't allow it!
I'd prefer stories about court officials and nobles; I really like that kind of thing.