I Married the Brocade Guard Who Was Hunting Me

Relying on her delicate, helpless little-white-flower act, Jiang Weiyao always managed to get away after killing someone. That is, until she realized she had caught the attention of someone dangerous:

Pei Yunheng, the infamous Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Arrogant and cold, ruthless and heavy-handed, he feared no one in power. Anyone he set his sights on was doomed, without exception.

Fortunately, Heaven was on her side. Pei Yunheng fell off a cliff and lost his memory!

With a pair of bloodstained hands gripping her throat, Jiang Weiyao looked at Pei Yunheng, whose eyes had been knocked clear by the fall, and came up with a plan.

“I'm the daughter of a noble family, and you're a down-on-your-luck scholar. I fell deeply in love with you, but our elders wouldn't allow it, so we eloped for love. Then you hit your head by accident and even forgot me...”

As Pei Yunheng stared at her in utter shock, his expression practically cracking apart, Jiang Weiyao wept uncontrollably.

*

At first, Pei Yunheng didn't believe a word she said, and Jiang Weiyao knew it.

He kept a straight face, but secretly tested and watched her at every turn.

No matter. She had plenty of patience and plenty of tricks.

Jiang Weiyao led him to doubt himself, then cleared up each misunderstanding step by step, carefully laying her plans until Pei Yunheng was convinced she loved him deeply.

To support the family, Pei Yunheng worked three jobs. Every day, he got up, cooked and did the laundry, then headed out to earn money with a hearty “Moo!”

With his first month's wages, he bought her a silver hairpin.

Jiang Weiyao played with it absentmindedly and thought, Not bad. I can keep up the act a little longer.

Every day, she slept in until late morning, enjoyed being waited on by her enemy, and spent the money he brought home.

Until she noticed that Pei Yunheng's gaze grew darker and more intense by the day, like a snake slowly tightening its coils.

His memories were coming back.

Terrified, Jiang Weiyao faked her death and fled overnight, taking a horse with her.

Before leaving, she cleaned out every last bit of money in the house, leaving behind only the silver hairpin.

She didn't hear anything about Pei Yunheng again for three years.

She had settled in a small town a hundred li away. There, she heard that he'd repeatedly distinguished himself in the capital, earned promotions and honors, and was about to receive an imperial marriage decree.

She treated the past as nothing more than a dream and sighed as she pushed open her front door.

Several members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard stood in the courtyard.

Pei Yunheng sat at the center, turning the silver hairpin over in his hand.

The blazing firelight illuminated his deep, dark eyes, revealing all the longing, obsession, and resentment within them. “My lady, it's been a long time.”

Jiang Weiyao's vision went black.

In the inner chamber, red cords and softly chiming bells.

Pei Yunheng had recovered his memories. His large hand, veins bulging, gripped her throat as his eyes burned red. “You said you'd love me deeply, my lady. So why were you the first to leave?”

He bent down and slipped the silver hairpin into her hair. His ragged breathing trembled with barely contained emotion.

“If you're going to lie, then lie all the way.”

*

Pei Yunheng once believed he was a demon devoid of human feeling, until he met someone who made him willingly reshape his very flesh and blood.

Happy ending.

The heroine was born into this world from the womb.

New novel: Should I Go Assassinate the Villainous Crown Prince?

Blurb:

Shang Shixu is a modern college student with a frail constitution. She faints at the sight of blood, gets winded just walking, and considers climbing two flights of stairs her limit.

After dropping dead during a campus run, she opens her eyes to find herself surrounded by an ancient setting. Before she can even figure out what's going on, someone shoves a knife into her hand.

The eunuch before her lets out a cackling laugh. “Go kill the Crown Prince.”

She follows his pointing finger. On a raised platform stands a man in fine robes, with sharp brows and bright eyes, strikingly handsome... But none of that matters.

What matters is that he holds a great bow, has just shot a tiger, and is surrounded by eight hundred burly members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Shang Shixu starts falling backward again. “...Who? Me? I'm supposed to kill him?!”

*

Xie Hexue, Crown Prince of the realm, has faced assassination attempts ever since birth.

He once thought it was because of his illustrious position. Then one day, he suddenly realized that he was a villainous NPC in an ancient-style game.

It took him only two short years to go from astonishment to acceptance.

No matter how skilled the assassins were, he simply couldn't die. Even after being pierced by a thousand arrows, he could get right back up and brush himself off.

He couldn't even feel pain.

Over time, he went from fearing death to craving it, but his wish was never granted.

Until one day, a palace maid with guilt written all over her face tremblingly offered him a cup of tea thick enough to thicken a sauce.

He hadn't even drunk it yet, and she was already about to faint from fright.

He drank the ridiculously poisonous tea handed to him by the ridiculous maid, intending to toy with her as usual before cutting off her head. But in the very next moment, he, who was immune to all poisons, was poisoned.

He!

Coughed up blood!

In his twenty years of life, it was the first time he'd ever felt pain.

Shoving a whip into the maid's hands, Xie Hexue cried out in ecstatic delight, “Come on, whip me!”

*

When her assassination attempt was discovered, Shang Shixu thought she was as good as dead.

But the villainous Crown Prince suddenly rushed at her like a madman, begging her to whip him.

Shang Shixu was on the verge of tears.

Mom, I've transmigrated and run into a lunatic!

Theme: Long live understanding.