On the surface, I married into this place because I look like Lu Huai'an's beloved.

　　However, Qin Zheng, on the second layer, arranged for me to marry Lu Huai'an in order to find something from the Nanyuan Royal Palace.

　　As for me, on the third layer, I came here to observe and record the lost last dynasty and find the legendary general who is only sparsely mentioned on stone tablets.

　　After eliminating all the young masters of the noble families in the capital, I set my sights on Lu Huai'an.

　　Although from the current evaluations of others, it is truly difficult to see this point.

　　But perhaps a deeper observation is needed?

　　Anyway, the next day, I began to follow Lu Huai'an's every move.

　　He dined, and I followed; he went to the study, and I followed; he went to the flower streets and alleys, and I still followed.

　　Lu Huai'an couldn't bear it any longer and turned to roar at me, "Zhao Qingluo, do you, as a woman, have no shame at all?"

　　I calmly looked at him and said,"People who come to the green house on the second day of their marriage don't feel ashamed, why should I?"

　　In the evening, lanterns were lit in the flower brothel, making it the liveliest time.

　　People gathered in groups to watch the performances.

　　Lu Huai'an tugged at my sleeve and suddenly raised his eyebrows with a smile.

　　"Since Madam is so strict, I wouldn't want to go against your wishes.

　　Let's go back to the mansion then." His hand slid down my forearm all the way, and finally, our fingers interlocked, warm to the touch.

　　Lu Huai'an held my hand and walked out of the flower street, towards the lake.

　　There were lights along the shore, and I looked at Lu Huai'an in front of me.

　　Actually, this person has a very superior appearance.

　　His face has distinct features, a high nose bridge, and his eyebrows and eyes can be considered beautiful.

　　If it weren't for his infamous reputation in the capital, he wouldn't have had to marry me, a robot, even at the age of eighteen.

　　Seeing me examining him, the smile on Lu Huai'an's lips deepened.

　　"What is it, Zhao Qingluo? Do you think I look..."

　　Before he could finish his sentence, a long whistle suddenly came from the sky.

　　Several black-clad assassins dropped down from the treetops and walls, drawing their swords with merciless and fierce movements.

　　Lu Huai'an's face changed, and he protected me behind him, unsheathing his sword from his waist with great difficulty to fight back.

　　With one careless move, the tip of the sword was about to pierce his heart, but I immediately reached out and blocked it, letting the sword penetrate my shoulder blade.

　　The attack was unsuccessful, and just as the palace guards arrived, the assassins had to fly away.

　　Lu Huai'an anxiously and cautiously touched my shoulder: "Zhao Qingluo, why did you block the sword for me?!" "You can't die," .

　　I haven't investigated thoroughly yet to determine whether you have any connection with that legendary general.

　　He stared at me, his eyes shimmering with moisture.

　　"Does it hurt?" He asked.

　　I thought for a moment and said, "It's bearable." Even though I am not human, and even though the shoulder blade was fully pierced, causing intense pain, not a drop of blood flowed out.

　　This should have been a supernatural phenomenon.

　　In the past, Qin Zheng used this as a means of coercion, forcing me to stay by his side as a substitute for Yu Shuohuai.

　　However, Lu Huai'an seemed completely unconcerned.

　　He took off his outer shirt, carefully wrapped the wound on my shoulder, and then carried me horizontally.

　　"Bear with it, I'll treat your wound as soon as we return to the mansion."