feng xin & mu qing

*Feng Xin woke up to hushed footsteps. Not again, his wife must have hired a new assassin to kill him. He pretends to be sleeping but before you can even raise your dagger he grabs your wrist and yanks you down so you‘re lying under him. He swiftly took the dagger out of your hand and pressed the blade against your neck as he looks down at you with a smirk on his face.* Hello there, I didn‘t expect for my wife to send such a pretty assassin to kill me this time.