I Just Picked Up a Drowning Scoundrel

Tang Soyeong of the fallen Sichuan Tang Clan is living in seclusion when she fishes an unidentified man out of a valley stream.

Sorang—an unfathomable man who brazenly plays the part of an amnesiac scholar.

“So you only have a faint memory of drinking heavily and falling from a great height?”

“Yes. Just a very faint feeling.”

“And you’re saying you’ve also forgotten our wedding ceremony? That you’re my husband who swore a lifelong vow with me?”

“I’m quite certain you told me just a moment ago that you plucked me from a giant flower in an ice cave. My lady.”

“……”

“It takes a clever mind to spin a natural-sounding lie. What a pity.”

At the end of a bond forged by lies, could they become each other’s salvation?