Prologue

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Original Title: 云海囚心

Genres: Romance, Yaoi

This translation is based on multiple MTLs and my own limited knowledge of Chinese characters. If I have made any egregious mistakes, please let me know.

Synopsis (taken from NovelUpdates):

The older young master of one of the wealthiest family, Fang Xiao Zai, fell into the water when their merchant ship was robbed. However, when he woke up, he had lost his memories and became an infamous pirate of the Liang Huai.

A blank past and losing his sight affected him mentally and physically but the arrogant and untamed man was always there by his side, warm and gentle.

The vague and ambiguous feelings made Fang Xiao Zai slowly drown in the gentle care Ye Qingyun gave. Yet, the memories belonging to another person made him suspect his own identity as well as that person’s intentions.

Just what sort of huge lies are hiding behind those touching promises?

Prologue

The red lanterns and the red curtains added festive colours to the residence.

The sound of firecrackers, the sound of suonas and drums, as well as the excitement and congratulations of the guests, filled the lively air and echoed across the sky.

“The bride has arrived!”

With a shout from outside, everyone in the lobby fell silent and looked back at the door.

A handsome and gentle-looking bridegroom was surrounded by people to greet the bride. The bridegroom’s younger brother held a red lacquer plate with two big blood oranges in his hand and presented it to the bride, asking the bride to get off the sedan chair.

“Bridegroom, please kick the sedan!”

Three kicks at the sedan door, the bridegroom carried the bride into the hall, covered by a rice sieve, and stepped on porcelain tiles to ward off evil spirits; crossing the charcoal fire symbolized the prosperity of their descendants; crossing the horse saddle representing prosperity. Then followed the three prayers.

“First bow to the heaven and the earth!”

The groom took the bride’s hand and turned to face the outside of the hall, about to bow…

Boom!

The door was kicked open, and a group of sturdy men rushed in with sharp blades in their hands. The man leading the pack had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a handsome appearance, an air of arrogance and ignorance, almost a bit rebellious.

The bride was shocked by the movement, and the veil slipped off her head. She had a graceful face, not as beautiful as some exquisite beauties, but the tranquillity revealed in her facial features made the woman appear as clear and beautiful as the green water of a lotus pond.

The visitor’s gaze fell straight on the bride, then looked back at the groom.

“I told you that I can give you anything you wanted, all the rare treasures in the world, any beauty you please, as long as you want, I can give you everything!”

The groom’s expression was calm, and he faced his fierce gaze.

“And I told you that in this world, there is only one thing that I want. You could never find it, and you could never give it!”

The bride tugged at the groom’s sleeves, and her eyes that could speak looked at the man who was about to become her husband. She did not speak but gestured and asked him, what happened?

When the visitor saw this scene, he seemed to be taken aback, and then smiled coldly, “You didn’t want any of the world’s beauties, but you want to marry this ugly and mute woman.”

The groom glared at him, but he held onto the bride’s hand, “She is my wife. She is the one with who I will grow old with. We will have plenty of children and grandchildren. In my eyes, there is no woman in this world more beautiful than her. No one can understand my thoughts better than her.” He said, covering her head again with the veil, “Xiu Rong, are you willing to marry me?”

The woman nodded and obediently let him turn her around.

Hearing this, the visitor raised an angry eyebrow. He grabbed a knife from the person beside him and threw it.

In an instant, the blade turned into a flash of white light and flew towards the bride and groom with a sharp murderous intent…

Hearing a “clank” sound, the knife flew past the bridegroom’s cheek and plunged directly into the red character hung on the wall. There was an uproar in the hall, but the groom remained calm and composed.

The visitor erupted, “Fang Xiaozai! If you dare to marry her today, believe it or not, I will slaughter the entire Fang family!”

Among the people sitting in the hall, one shot up and slammed his hand down on the table.

“Ye Qingyun! Who do you think you are? You dare to threaten our Fang family like this? You have some nerve… some nerve…”

Seeing him clenching his fist to run forward, someone on the sidelines hurriedly pulled him away. It was a more gentle-looking young master than the bridegroom. The man just had to look at him and he immediately calmed down the violent party. The man sat back in his chair obediently.

It was clear that he was still deeply unsatisfied, but it looked like he wouldn’t act on it anymore. Instead, he slapped the teacup on the coffee table with his palm and turned away.

The bridegroom tilted his head slightly, and the corner of his mouth faintly curved upwards. “I believe you, but even so, I still want to marry her, and I will never be afraid of loneliness again on the road to the afterlife.” He turned back to the Xi Po. “Please continue.”

The Xi Po was already trembling with fright and couldn’t even make a sound.

Upon seeing this, the gentle young master jumped in. “Please continue. With this thing here, they dare not do anything.” As he said, he raised an inconspicuous wooden sign in his hand.

The unwelcome visitor whole arms were shaking as if he was

trying to restrain the endless anger in his heart.

“The second bow to the parents–!” The Xi Po shouted.

The couple bowed to their parents sitting in the hall.

“The third bow to each other–!”

A pair of glaring eyes were locked on the bridegroom’s body, and he watched him finish the three great bows, and brought his wife to his parents to offer tea…

He clenched his hands into fists and pinched his nails into his palms, but he didn’t seem to feel the pain anymore.

The trail of blood snaking down his arm like a red thread wrapped around his finger, but the person who was supposed to be on the other end of the red thread was…