Yu Huai Shui is the adopted son of a wealthy family. He could read at three, write poetry at eight, and became a scholar at seventeen. With a promising future and a handsome, gentle demeanor, he was well-liked in every way. His life was smooth sailing, just waiting to enter the capital for the imperial examination, secure an official position, and marry a girl to complete his perfect life.
But on his way to the capital, Yu Huai Shui was kidnapped by a bandit leader who mistook him for a girl.
After bowing and exchanging vows, in less than half a day, he found himself on the bandit leader’s warm kang bed amidst the cheers of the bandits.
This was truly the end. He thought he was doomed. Once the bandit leader discovered he wasn’t a girl, wouldn’t he be torn apart?
But the bandit leader waved it off: “Doesn’t matter! Male or female, it’s all the same!”
How could this be!
This bandit was rough and wild, with nothing but a pretty face. He didn’t seem like someone you could settle down with.
Yu Huai Shui reasoned: “I’m a man. If you stay with me, you’ll have no descendants.”
Zang Liu Jiang: “Then so be it, we’ll just adopt one.”
Yu Huai Shui pleaded: “I still have to take the exam, go to the capital…”
Zang Liu Jiang: “No need to go, your books are gone…”
Gone?
A scholar losing his books is like a warrior losing his weapon on the battlefield, an eagle losing its wings in flight, a tiger losing its claws and fangs when descending the mountain…
Yu Huai Shui lay on the bed, thinking he might as well be dead.
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Zang Liu Jiang promised to find Yu Huai Shui’s books. In return, he wanted Yu Huai Shui to stay and be his fake wife.
For now, it’s a fake wife, but once they open their hearts, it’ll be a real wife. Zang Liu Jiang thought happily. The world calls this pursuit.
So, the bandit stopped using violence and started acting cute.
Even though Zang Liu Jiang grew up in a bandit den, with rough behavior and bold attire, he was truly good-looking.
So good-looking that Yu Huai Shui was helpless against his charms.
“I got hurt, a wolf scratched me, can you rub it for me?”
“Kiss me, and it won’t hurt anymore.”
“How is this tricking you? Really… it hurts a lot, a kiss isn’t too much to ask, right?”
When Yu Huai Shui lay on the bed, blushing and panting, staring wide-eyed, he finally realized—
Wait a minute? Is this necessary for acting?
It seems like their fake act turned real!
