Overnight, Pei Xingzhi went from a young genius to a cripple, and Yun Zhenyue's betrothed was changed to his older brother.
After playing with the other guy for a while, Yun Zhenyue muttered to herself, holding a broken pinwheel: "I don't like him. Pei Xingzhi is more fun."
The elders in the family said, "Your engagement is off. That boy is useless now."
Yun Zhenyue: "Oh."
Pei Tianhao pulled off her hair ribbon. Yun Zhenyue got furious, grabbed Pei Xingzhi, and started chattering at him.
But Pei Xingzhi was completely indifferent. "What does that have to do with me? Aren't you going to marry him?"
Yun Zhenyue's eyes widened. Her lips quivered, and she was about to burst into tears.
Pei Xingzhi pinched her mouth shut, making it stick out like a little duck's bill. He looked helpless. "Don't cry. I'll go beat him up."
Pei Xingzhi stepped forward with his sword. Yun Zhenyue watched expectantly from behind a tree, but Pei Tianhao kicked him flying and burst out laughing.
Yun Zhenyue: ...
Pei Xingzhi slowly climbed out of the dirt, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and kept walking toward him.
Yun Zhenyue hurriedly hugged him around the waist and pulled him back. "Let's go, let's go. I'm not angry anymore."
Pei Xingzhi sat on a rock. With tears in her eyes, Yun Zhenyue sniffled and tried to put ointment on him. As she continued, she ended up covering his whole face in yellow ointment.
Pei Xingzhi: ...
He looked serious. "If you don't like him, why are you marrying him?"
Yun Zhenyue lowered her head. "But I can only marry the best fighter under heaven."
Pei Xingzhi remained indifferent. "Oh. I'm not the best fighter under heaven anyway. Marry whoever you want."
Yun Zhenyue suddenly opened her mouth and started wailing. She cried so hard that snot and tears ran down her face. "But I can only marry the best fighter under heaven."
Pei Xingzhi had never known what to do about her tears. He made her a promise: "I'll become the best fighter under heaven."
Yun Zhenyue quieted down a little. He paused, then added, "Wait for me."
Yun Zhenyue hiccuped and stopped crying. "Oh."
*An arrogant young lady in public, timid, dull, and a crybaby in private x a cold, scheming, invincible hero who spends every day cleaning up the young lady's messes
*The heroine's family has a special soul-cultivation technique. The two leads are both weak at first, but they'll grow stronger later.
Theme: Make all your wishes come true.
