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The Qielan Clan’s youngest assassin, Xiahou Lian, needs to get inside the aristocratic Xie family. He manages to gain a post serving Xie Jinglan, the family’s youngest son. However, the boys’ friendship soon undercuts Xiahou Lian’s treacherous ruse, causing him to make a choice that will follow him long into adulthood…
Xiahou Lian, the Qielan Clan’s youngest assassin, needs to get inside the aristocratic Xie household for his next assignment. He secures a post under Xie Jinglan, the family’s youngest son, and all players are in position. Yet as the date of the planned assassination approaches, the two boys find that they’ve become fast friends. Thus, Xiahou Lian takes a course of action that will haunt him for years to come…
As fates turn, Xiahou Lian is reduced to working as a dog for the chief of the Eastern Depot, a Ming dynasty spy agency. But the chief is the very boy Xiahou Lian once saved! What’s more, he seems more charming than resentful. There’s definitely something wrong with the chief…
364 pages, Paperback
Published November 4, 2025



"Don't... don't be reckless," Xie Jinglan muttered, his face tucked into Xiahou Lian's neck. Xiahou Lian could barley make out his words.
[...]
"Relax," said Xiahou Lian. "I won't do anything stupid." He tugged Xie Jinglan upward and continued. "Don't fall asleep, Shaoye. Talk to me. Don't die on me."
A little less groggy, Xie Jinglan closed his eyes. "If I die, you won't lose much," he said. "After all... you're going to leave anyway."
"But I'll be torn up. I don't have many friends. You're my first real brother," Xiahou Lian said, resting his head gently against Xie Jinglan's. "How about... how about you come with me?" I'll take you back to the mountains. We're poor there, but there's planty of game, so you won't go hungry. My mother won't mind having another son."
Managing to tug his lips upward, Xie Jinglan offered a listless smile. "Are you asking me to elope?"

Step by step, Xiahou Lian walked into the distance, lit by the slanting sunlight. That light turned his figure hazy, as if he might vanish into the sunset at any moment.
Suddenly, Xie Jinglan felt un uncontrollable fear. Would he and Xiahou Lian ever see each other again?
"Xiahou Lian!"
Xie Jinglan suddenly chased after him. At the sound of his voice, Xiahou Lian turned around just in time for Xie Jinglan to pull him into a tight embrace.
Xiahou lian sniffled lightly. Xie Jinglan smelled of soap.
"Don't forget our talk in the study the other day," Xie Jinglan murmured into his shoulder.
"I won't forget. I took it to heart."
"I'll find you."
"Mm-hmm. I know."


Xiahou Lian touched Shen Jue's fingers. "It's been hard for you, Shaoye."
"Yes, A-Lian." Shen Jue's eyes darkened, becoming deep and unfathomable as an ancient well. He leaned close to Xiahou Lian's ear and murmured, "Stay here and protect me, okay?"
"I..." Xiahou Lian hesitated.
Shen Jue's voice held an unyielding determination. "I saved your life. It belongs to me now."


Xiahou Lian grabbed the basin and headed out to dump the water. As he was about to open the door, Shen Jue's voice came from behind.
"I don't need your pity, Xiahou Lian."
Stubborn brat. Always unwilling to swallow his pride. Xiahou Lian sighed. "I don't pity you."
Shen Yue didn't reply. Xiahou Lian assumed the matter was settled and reached for the door. [...] Turning, he saw Shen Jue, his head lowered, his bangs covering half his face. Xiahou Lian only caught a glimpse of the redness at the corner of his eyes.
Xiahou Lian, who couldn't stand to see anyone cry - especially not Shen Jue - panicked immediately. "What's wrong?"
"You're not allowed to leave, Xiahou Lian," Shen Jue said, suddenly pressing close and wrapping his arms tightly around the other boy. "I won't you go!" Shen Jue's voice rang in his ears, and Xiahou Lian noticed that it was laced with a subtle tremor of fear.
[...]
Xiahou Lian was silent for a long time - so long that Shen Jue felt his blood turning cold. Finally, Xiahou Lian let out a long sigh. "Alright, I won't leave."
Mingyue wiped the tears from her cheeks. "I'm sixteen this year, Lord Situ. I'll wait five years for you." [...]
He hesitated for a moment before stammering. "Five years is too long. Miss Mingyue. You-"
"What?" Mingyue sniffled and raised her chin. "You have that saying - 'Even four horses couldn't break a gentleman's word.' Well, my word can't be broken by ten of them."
[...]
Situ Jin sighed. "Fine," he said hoarsley. "If I haven't returned in five years, Miss Minqyue, please find someone else. Don't wait for me."
Minqyue shook her head. "No. If you haven't returned in five years, I'll go north to find you. I'll wait for you and you must wait for me."
4 'justice & revenge' stars ⭐⭐⭐⭐
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