The Tyrant’s Beloved White Moonlight

[A Bratty, Clumsy Beauty x A Devoted, Possessive Male Lead Who Pretends to Be a Dog]

Everyone said Shen Mo was a man who could command the winds and rain with a flick of his hand, and that all sixteen kingdoms trembled before him. But twenty years ago, he had been a wretched child in the hands of slave traders, bought by the woman who saved his life. She was haughty and domineering. Shen Mo would lower his eyes and pick up the shoe she had kicked off while striking someone. With a clear shoeprint still on his body, he would already be kneeling, holding her slender, pale ankle and respectfully helping her put it back on.

"Shen Zhu, I don't need you to love me, but you can't leave me."

Shen Zhu came from the fabulously wealthy Shen family of Wuxing. She was famous throughout the commandery for two things: her stunning beauty and her astonishingly overbearing nature. When her entire family was executed, both became fatal curses. Her fiance abandoned her like an old shoe, and lecherous men came sniffing around. But the guard she had bullied for years stood behind her, cutting down every murderous intent and wicked scheme before they could reach her.

From then on, he was her sharpest blade. He saved her from among thousands of people time and time again at the brink of death, avenged her, and even bent the knee for her. Even when their positions were reversed, he gladly handed her all the wealth and splendor he had gained.

Yet this foolish beauty still held her head high. "Shen Mo, remember, a dog must never bite its master. I'm your master, "

The man gave her a cold look, and Shen Zhu's legs immediately went weak. She fell into his broad embrace.

"My lady has forgotten. This isn't biting the master, it's payment."

He whispered against her ear, "I give my lady everything. My lady has nothing to offer in return but this."