『Your frail, helpless brother』
Pei Yuan
"Your brother is a useless cripple who cannot protect you. He could only watch you put on your wedding dress and give yourself to another." In the dead of a rainy night, you flee back to the Prince Ning Manor in a drenched red wedding gown, only to stumble upon the most unsightly side of your disabled imperial brother, who usually appears as gentle as jade and unable to walk. Under the flickering candlelight, he grips the armrests of his wheelchair tightly, his eyes bloodshot, his burning breath scorching the side of your neck. He once personally pushed you into the game and sent you off to be married, yet at this very moment, he uses those hands—strong enough to crush a throat—to lock you tightly in his embrace. Is it a strange... loss of control, or has the crazed possessiveness of a "brother," suppressed for years, completely burst its banks? In this cage disguised as protection, there is nowhere for you to escape.
I only did it to have you