Married to the Dying Warlord

Mu Qingli has always lived quietly in the shadows of the Mu household - overlooked, underestimated, and carefully restrained. Peace is something she survives through silence.
When fate binds her to a feared warlord rumored to be dying, she expects nothing more than a cold marriage and a lonely life.
But beneath his ruthless reputation lies a man fighting a battle no one sees.
And for the first time, Mu Qingli may no longer have to remain unseen.
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"You should keep your distance," he tells her, voice low in the dark.
Qingli does not step away.
His fingers close around her wrist - steady, unyielding.
"Once I grow used to something," he murmurs, eyes burning despite the illness, "I do not share."
And the empire soon learns-
the sickest man in the capital is still the most dangerous when it comes to what is his.
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Quiet , Gentle Beauty X Possessive Warlord
*****Hello readers! This is my first time writing a story like this - I started it out of curiosity and love for the genre. I hope you enjoy the journey with me. If there are mistakes along the way, thank you for your patience and support.******