After a Blind Man Saved Me, I Became His Maid

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[Versatile, formidable and fearless female assassin x cold, sharp-tongued, frail son of the chancellor]

Xi Ying came from a distinguished family, but was kidnapped by bandits as a child and forced into an assassin organization.

After more than ten years, she resolved to escape. On her way out, she met Mei Xiexue, the chancellor's son, who lived in seclusion on Mount Cangwu. Unfortunately, he was blind.

Always skilled at disguises, she arrived covered in wounds and begged Mei Xiexue to take her in, then fearlessly took blows from swords and knives meant for him.

At first, she only meant to heal her wounds there, then find some remote place where she could live in obscurity.

But one night, in the rain and the dead of night, Xi Ying shoved him into the corner of a room and pressed a dagger hard against his throat.

He had known her identity all along. Everything before that had been an act!

Xi Ying left, heartlessly, only to uncover the shocking conspiracy within the assassin organization. She returned once more and went back to the capital with Mei Xiexue.

Xi Ying did not trust hypocrites, but she was willing to trust him.

Once, Mei Xiexue had been a proud young man, riding at a gallop with his whip raised. A cup of poisoned tea had taken his father's life and his own sight. He endured it all for three years, living in daily desolation. Xi Ying's arrival was like a frozen lake suddenly cracking open, sunlight streaming down through the water and reaching the depths of his heart.

It seemed he had found someone who shared his path.

Though he could not see, he could see her heart. Yet while they were both acting, he fell in love for real.

After lying low for three years, he returned to the center of power. He would make each of his enemies pay, then restore justice to the world.

"Why did you come back?"

"Because... the plum blossoms are blooming."

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1. The male lead won't be blind forever.

2. The place names are made up, so please don't take them too seriously.

3. The leads are not perfect people.

4. This story shouldn't be too long.

5. This is my first novel, so the writing is rough. It's a practice piece. Please be kind.

Next upcoming novel: When I Write in My Crush's Room

[Clearheaded, independent, resilient and sweet female writer x coy, insecure foxlike ceramic artist]

Long-planned pursuit | Push and pull | Flirtatious | Tense romantic chemistry | Crush story | Sweet bedtime read

Shu Huai never imagined she would meet Yun Xian Cen on an ordinary trip.

At the time, the writer was struggling for inspiration, so she gave herself two months off.

She arrived in a small town whose name she couldn't remember.

Always hopeless at finding her way, she got lost in town. Soaked through and looking miserable, she took shelter from the rain beneath an eave when someone suddenly offered her a handkerchief.

That was the first time she met Yun Xian Cen.

"Here, dry off."

At the time, Shu Huai was wary of accepting things from strangers. She hurriedly made a flimsy excuse and ran off.

But when she got back to the inn and opened her window, she saw Yun Xian Cen standing in the courtyard.

She figured it had to be a coincidence.

That same afternoon, as she sat leisurely eating wontons in a little shop, she looked up and saw him again.

Seeing him three times in one day? This time it had to be deliberate.

Later, she happened to glimpse a corner of Yun Xian Cen's room. Its bright colors made her curious.

Yun Xian Cen watched her and smiled. "You seem very interested in my room. Want to come in and have a look?"

Shu Huai thought: Is he playing hard to get, or... inviting a wolf into his house?

Shu Huai's best friend told her to seize the moment and go after what she wanted. So every day, she smiled and knocked on Yun Xian Cen's door, laptop in her arms.

"Would it be all right if I wrote in your room?"

You're the one who invited the wolf in.

Until one day, their breaths mingled, hot and close, and he kissed her until she could hardly breathe.

Yun Xian Cen's restrained breath brushed Shu Huai's face. She chided him, "You've smudged my lipstick!"

He reached out and gently wiped it with his finger, then buried his face against her neck and chuckled. "What should we do? It won't come off."

As it turned out, he was the real wolf.

Theme: Even the smallest things can move heaven and earth.