The Prince's Seduction: A Love Plot to Make His Consort Fall for Him

[Sweet romance, one couple only. If there's love, it's all-consuming; if there's angst, it's the heartwarming kind. Come on in~~] He is the Fifth Prince of Nanyu. A month before his wedding, his fiancée suddenly falls gravely ill. He stays by her bedside day and night, never changing his clothes, caring for her without a moment's rest. His devotion is truly unwavering, his love as deep as the sea., That's nonsense. He clearly can't wait to chop his fiancée to pieces with his own hands. He is also the chief disciple of the Fuyu Sword Sect. Cold and heartless, he even forces a female disciple who loves him to leap from a cliff and take her own life, just so he can marry another woman., Ridiculous. He clearly loves her to the depths of his soul and values her above his own life. How could he bear to do such a thing? [The truth is] When her family was massacred and she was eight years old, he saved her. Through a twist of fate, he took her on as his disciple. From then on, he cherished her above all else and loved her as dearly as his own life. When the peach blossoms were in full bloom, he even promised to welcome her into his home in a wedding procession stretching a hundred miles. [What actually happened] On a drunken night, he held her close and called her “Wanwan” again and again, his voice tender and bewitching, full of yearning. Tears streamed down her face, and her heart felt as if it were being cut apart. That day, she wore red. He flew into a rage and forbade her from wearing red ever again. That day, he and the other woman both had knives at their throats, and only one could live. Without hesitation, he abandoned her. That day, he shot her alongside the assassins, driving her to leap from a cliff and end her own life. [The truth] For her, he would choose a single ladle from three thousand waters. For her, he endured humiliation and hardship, and let others hold him in their power. For her, with enemy forces at the gates, he laid down his arms and surrendered. For her, he sheltered her from wind and rain, and would never let her down in this life. A song of the mortal world, a thousand tears; looking back, who was right and who was wrong? If meeting meant knowing one another, how many twists and turns might have been spared? [Bonus scenes] Mist curled over the rear mountain of the Fuyu Sword Sect. Chu Mu asked Bai Ruo, “What kind of romance do you want?” Bai Ruo replied, “It's simple. We go robbing, and after we succeed, we flee with the money. You get unlucky and are caught, refuse to talk even under threat of death, and end up behind bars… leaving me alone to grieve and spend the rest of my life extravagantly.” Chu Mu: “…” No one in Nanyu would dare arrest him, would they? One day, Chu Mu brought out a chessboard and asked Bai Ruo to play Chinese chess with him. Bai Ruo said, “I don't know how.” Chu Mu said, “That's fine. I'll teach you.” Once the pieces were set up, Chu Mu picked up the advisor and asked Bai Ruo, “Do you know what this is?” Bai Ruo said, “Screw!” After that, Chu Mu never mentioned playing chess with Bai Ruo again. During the Fuyu Sword Sect's annual exam for new disciples, Chen Yu happened to be proctoring Bai Ruo. As the time to hand in the papers drew near, Bai Ruo's exam sheet was just like her surname: completely blank. As Chen Yu passed her desk, he secretly slipped her a note while no one was looking. Bai Ruo was thrilled, nervous and excited, trying all sorts of ways to hide it. At last, she opened it with trembling hands. It read: “How come you don't know how to do anything?” “…”