132 ChMy Lord, Prohibited from Falling in Love at the Crime Scene
王爺，案發現場禁止心動
Pei Zhiwei inherited her father's mantle, mastering the extraordinary skill of tracking and tracing. When her father was transferred to the capital, she followed him, and before she could even settle in, a bizarre murder case landed in her lap.
The future Princess Consort of Prince Rui was found dead in her boudoir on the eve of her wedding, silently and mysteriously. The chief judge of this case was none other than Prince Rui himself, Xiao Yunzhan, renowned for his painting, aloof and noble.
At their first meeting, he scrutinized her as if she were a piece of evidence, his gaze sharp and devoid of warmth: "This Prince needs evidence, not the conjecture of some charlatan." Undeterred, she, with just half a footprint, precisely reconstructed the killer's profile before him.
One case was hardly resolved before another arose. From that moment on, the gears of two different worlds began to mesh wildly. With just a look, they knew each other's unspoken words. The lines of his brush could accurately outline the vague specter she described; the trails she followed always corroborated his boldest deductions on canvas.
They stood side by side through a series of mysterious cases, the only partners they could truly entrust their backs to. Until, a towering conspiracy swept in, throwing her father into a death row prison. In the imperial court, he gave her a cold shoulder, personally severing all ties, making their past tacit understanding seem like a joke.
Everyone waited to see her utterly defeated, and he, too, played the role of the impartial judge before the crowd. Little did they know that in a secluded corner, he secretly held up an umbrella for her, shielding her from wind and rain.
Even fewer knew that their most ruthless split was, in fact, their most seamless understanding – using themselves as bait, and their feelings as a trap, vowing to drag the mastermind behind it all into hell with their own hands.
Reading Guide: The male lead's fiancée had no romantic feelings for him; it was an arranged marriage. The male lead is clean in body and mind from beginning to end.
