After falling into a coma, Elf King An Qiao transmigrated into the interstellar era as a human—more precisely, he took over a human’s identity. His body remained in the same condition as before he was injured: pale and frail, coughing up blood with the slightest movement.
This human, whom An Qiao had once possessed, had the purest healing elf bloodline in Imperial history and held a faint chance of reverting to a true elf. However, he was ambushed and seriously wounded, causing his awakening to fail. He was left crippled.
The “crippled” An Qiao lay weakly in bed for half a month, unaware that the Main Brain had sent him a notification: he had a match—the Imperial Crown Prince, Chu Heng.
**
Chu Heng was the Empire’s strongest black dragon beastman. He was rebellious and untamed and cared only for treasures and battles.
“Wife? Only a mad dragon would waste money raising a wife!” he had once sneered.
So, when he learned that he had been matched with someone—even worse, a frail, pampered elf—Chu Heng, who was in the middle of plundering space pirates, was stunned. “?”
He immediately rushed back to the Imperial Capital, intending to make things clear. There was no way he would fulfill the match, and An Qiao had better agree to dissolve it sensibly.
But when he pushed open the infirmary door without looking, he started, “Say it. What do you need to agree—”
Before he could finish, the man leaning weakly against the headboard—cold expression unable to hide the exhaustion between his brows—coughed up a mouthful of blood. A faint flush spread across his pale cheeks.
Chu Heng: “… ”
Forget it, he thought. It was better to leave it for later. He was genuinely afraid this little sickly thing would keel over if he provoked him.
**
As soon as the main brain’s match list was published, the entire empire exploded.
The half-elf An Qiao was matched with the Empire’s strongest Crown Prince, Chu Heng! Had the Main Brain gone mad?
But what shocked them even more was that the crown prince seemed like a different person. The man who was always impatient with others now grew anxious if An Qiao so much as frowned.
An Qiao has become the enviable and jealous number one dodder flower of the empire, obviously useless except for her face, but with the support of the prince, she is not wronged at all.
Everyone thought they were utterly mismatched.
The Crown Prince’s spiritual riots were worsening; he needed a high-level healing elf consort, not An Qiao, a disaster dodder.
They waited for the day that Chu Heng would grow tired of An Qiao.
Then, one day, a battlefield recording was released.
In it, a silver-haired elf healed an entire group of soldiers at once with a careless wave of his hand. In combat, he was decisive and terrifyingly powerful, driving beastmen back in fear.
That inadvertent look back, indifferent and staring. The pale cheeks stained with a few drops of blood were thrillingly beautiful.
Reading Guide:
Sweet romance. Exclusive pairing.
A fluffy romance with a light plot. Those overly concerned with strict logic should read with caution.
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