Tame or Be Captured (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 098
Asha danced barefoot to the music.
Her expression as she danced looked freer than ever before.
In truth, the lesson she had loved most during her etiquette training in the imperial palace was none other than “dance.”
When dancing, it felt as though she could breathe a little easier amidst the suffocating life of the palace, and above all, knowing she possessed talent in something made her feel truly alive.
Asha turned with movements as light as a butterfly.
The moment her foot touched the ground, she glided sideways like flowing water, appearing at first glance as though she barely let her feet meet the floor.
As Asha boldly turned and leapt in time with the increasingly passionate melody, Karaf involuntarily twitched his body.
Each time she lifted a leg and arched her back to maintain balance, the sheer translucent fabric beneath her skirt fluttered like butterfly wings.
Her slightly dewy face and neckline, along with the subtle movement of muscles in her slender arms—all of it was vivid and beautiful like a living painting.
But just then—
Karaf’s eyes widened, and simultaneously, the surrounding nobles’ eyes grew wide as well.
Asha began drawing upon her innate power over the wind.
Golden, glittering wind flowed from her hands and splendidly enveloped her dress.
Her appearance resembled that of fireflies illuminating the dark night sky with golden light.
The nobles and temple attendees watched the scene with enchanted expressions.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
What terrible phrasing. ‘He couldn’t possibly take her…’ She is the empress of the empire, Jackel needs to get with the program. She has shown herself to be stronger and more resilient than anyone else in this novel.
I’m getting the impression that the title of empress doesn’t count for as much as one might think in this empire.