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Your Gentle Calms My Fierce; Your Vulnerability Evokes My Wrath

The man is a gentle fellow The woman was ice cold The man was stunningly handsome but crippled The woman was stunningly beautiful but disfigured He has an elegant, calm, and gentle demeanor which makes others feel serene when in his presence or near him. No matter what others do or say, he always remains calm and gentle, patient and polite. But because of these traits, he makes others feel distant from him; as if no one can ever grasp him, like a dream that fades after one wakes. She was always described by others as ruthless, cold, and fierce. These qualities made others admire yet fearful of her. No matter what challenges she face, she never backs down nor show mercy, but that doesn’t imply that she’s reckless. Quite the opposite actually, she is a very cautious person that can never relax no matter where she was or who she was with. One day, the cold and ruthless woman met the calm and gentle man. Her heart was moved by how serene he always was, no matter the situation he was in he never once shows panic. As if worldly problems are none of his concern. Always staying serene even when insulted about his crippled legs. Slowly but surely, her cold and distrustful heart starts to melt and lean on the man who made her feel warm and secure. Slowly but surely, his heart started to get disturbed by this fierce woman’s gentle and vulnerable side and his wrath which has long been in a deep sleep stirred. Slowly but surely, they fell in love. Warning: I might make mistakes in this type of story, not just grammatical mistakes, but info mistakes like their names and who they are suppose to take after. For example: the princes are supposed to take after the Emperor’s surname but I didn’t do that. So instead, the princes are going to be taking after their mother’s surname.

MidnightSweet · ย้อนยุค
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5 Chs

Prologue

The still young girl laying on the floor, seemingly dead, twitched her fingers. Slowly she regained her conscience and the before bright, calm, and undisturbed gaze turned ice cold. So cold that it seems as if it could freeze a person's heart if they dared to look into it for too long. The dull ache in her head was but a small matter compared to what she had just learned during her little "slumber". The calm and obedient young lady from before was no more, instead she was replaced by the 21st century's world's number 1 assassin skilled in the art of assassination and poison. Her past life's her. She gently got off the ground and up on her feet, all in one swift motion, then patted the dust off of her dress. In her hand clutched her mother's favorite hair accessory and her mother's family's heirloom, a necklace with only a single silver bell.

This little girl knew what she had to do. She knew that her mother was poisoned by the favored concubine Liu Rao Mei. She knew that she had to be eliminated in revenge for her mother's death. Oh, her beloved mother who was always so caring and gentle towards her, making her love and admire her. With the discovery of her previous life's memories, she is more than capable of taking her life without anyone knowing. However she wanted Liu Rao Mei to suffer before she gets her eternal sleep, she wanted her to feel her mother's pain a thousand times over. First, she'll start by taking away everything she cared about and steal everything that she wants.

A good assassin cannot have any emotions whether it's remorse, guilt, or warmth. They need to stay cold and distant and never open their hearts, for no one is truly trustworthy. One's heart will not break if it wasn't put out in the open. So to do this she, subconsciously, sealed away all memories that brought her warmth and happiness. Now no one can stop her. Not even herself.