[One couple, both the female and male leads are pure in body and heart. The male lead is aloof and calculating at first, then wickedly charming and arrogant later on. As for the heroine, use your imagination! A strong man and a strong woman, plus two adorable characters who occasionally go expressionless. Come meet them, everyone!]
Han Nuanxiang is breathtakingly beautiful and a master of power and intrigue. From a lone orphan to the most exalted first-rank commandery princess of the Mogong Dynasty, her rise is both a miracle and destiny.
Mogong Yulin is peerlessly talented, domineering, and proud. Though he is a prince, he has never won his father’s favor, making him the least loved person in the entire kingdom.
He and she should have been as far apart as heaven and earth, with no connection in this life. Yet fate brought them together, and they became the people neither could ever forget.
Both of them are shrouded in mystery about their origins, caught in a treacherous struggle for power. One thought can lead to heaven, another to hell. Once the truth is revealed, what will become of the people they truly are?
“ Ning Wuxia’s life belongs to only one man, Mogong Yulin. I would never regret it, in life or in death!”
The name “Ning Wuxia” was given to her by Mogong Yulin. In that instant, she became his “pawn,” and he became her master.
Nothing more.
Scene One:
“Your Highness, your room is over there!” A certain woman pointed to the room across the way and said calmly.
In an instant, the prince’s arrogant, expressionless look disappeared. Somehow, his robe had fallen open, revealing his exquisite, alluring collarbone. His eyes were hazy as he swallowed. “A-Xia, I think I’m a little drunk!”
The way he said “A-Xia” was utterly seductive.
Then he fell, perfectly, into the woman’s arms.
She looked up at the sky and sighed. Why was it so hard to handle him when he actually made the first move?
Should she kick him back out, or reluctantly help him inside?
Scene Two:
“Your Highness, Prince Yu has come to see the commandery princess!”
The prince didn’t even blink. “Tell him the princess caught a chill last night and isn’t receiving visitors.”
“Your Highness, the imperial grandson has come to see the commandery princess!”
The prince replied even more lazily and indifferently, “Tell him the princess is practicing her swordsmanship in seclusion and has no time for him.”
“Your Highness, the Crown Prince is here again. This time he says he won’t leave until he sees the princess!”
The prince raised his brows slightly and curled his thin lips. “Tell him the princess is considering the most important matter of her life, and no one is to disturb her!”
“Your Highness...”
“This time, no matter who it is, throw them straight out of the manor!” the prince said coldly.
The hall fell silent. Sensing something was wrong, the prince looked up and saw the woman before him smiling. “Who did you say you were going to throw out?”
Scene Three:
“Auntie, you’re so beautiful! When I grow up, I’m going to marry you!” A cute little boy solemnly tugged at a woman’s sleeve and spoke with deep affection.
The woman smiled tenderly and indulgently, about to answer, when a domineering man scooped her up by the waist. He turned sternly to the boy and said, “Why aren’t you in the study copying the Heart Sutra a thousand times?”
The Heart Sutra? A thousand times?!
The little boy scrunched up his face, but unable to resist, he could only walk toward the study with tears in his eyes.