My Sister Is Hard to Coax

Jiang Daiyi was unlucky; not only did she transmigrate to become an assassin, but her assigned mission was to impersonate someone else's younger sister.

In the eyes of the world, Yun Qin was noble and upright, serving the people, like a bright moon untainted by worldly dust. He was a pure moon in a long, dark night, the last salvation for those on the verge of despair. He was high-minded, honorable, and inherently dignified.

However, according to internal intelligence from the evil forces: this person was suspicious, ruthless, seized power, and sought to overturn the world. Jiang Daiyi was to impersonate Yun Qin's sister.

Jiang Daiyi thought, "...Alright." Just as she gained hope of escaping one den of wolves, she entered a tiger's den. At most, she would slip away as soon as the real Yun Xin returned.

She planned to become Miss Yun, and quickly use Yun Qin to overthrow the evil forces behind her, regain her freedom, and fly far away! So, during her days of trembling impersonation, she successfully kept up the charade for seven years.

It was so smooth that she could barely believe it. Later, just as Jiang Daiyi was about to achieve her goal, she saw funeral hangings, a spirit-guiding banner waving, and Yun Xin's memorial tablet placed on the altar. Only then did she realize that perhaps she was the one who had been deceived all along?

A cold sweat instantly drenched Jiang Daiyi. At that moment, she only wanted to escape.

Yun Qin knew from the very beginning that Jiang Daiyi was fake. Because the real one had been harmed by villains in childhood. Nobody knew.

Yun Qin was highly esteemed by the world, often revered as a savior, but what they didn't know was that his heart had already been corroded and festered by the secular world in the year the Yun family almost faced extermination. He struggled in vain to survive in the cracks of society, coincidentally encountering Jiang Daiyi, who had been blind since childhood.

He was immersed in the pain of losing his sister, while she was similarly trapped in dark mire, unable to extricate herself. She asked, "Can I be your sister?"

Yun Qin took her seriously; he wanted to seize that sliver of life she offered him. Driven by a covetous thought, he began to set up a scheme, a scheme for her.

But she changed her words to him: "Since Miss Yun Xin has returned to her homeland, I should naturally leave." She came by opportunity and wished to leave by opportunity. But how could there be such a good thing in the world?

Later, within the white silk curtains, the beauty was flustered, looking like snow gathered on the moon, with a slender waist and elegant hair, captivating with every glance. She was the person he had coveted for a long time.

Yun Qin stroked her eyebrows and eyes. "Sister, you have disturbed my affections, so why do you not dare to enter the cage?"

She should have known, the moment she harbored thoughts of escape, that if she borrowed his power, she must bear his consequences. He led her into his palm, confined her to a high pavilion. Henceforth, morning and evening, spring and autumn, they would share the years together.