A Sprig of Fragrance

Republican Era, wealthy families, romance, War of Resistance

[Young warlord heir ✖️ wealthy young lady returning from overseas]

[Clumsy, struggling student ✖️ beautiful instructor specially appointed by a military academy]

The Qu and Zhou families had been close for generations. Bound by their parents' wishes and a marriage contract, Qu Zhi and Zhou Bokun were tied together.

Zhou Bokun was carefree and strong-willed, a wolf on the battlefield. He had no intention of taking a wife. But his fiancée was so captivating that people were constantly after her, and jealousy got the better of him. He personally drove away the men around her.

“Who wants to marry him?”

“Who'd want to marry her?”

Then it became:

“When you need something, I'm Brother Zhou. When you don't, I'm Zhou Bokun. And when you want to pull rank as my instructor, I'm your fellow student Zhou. So tell me, what exactly am I to you?”

His unruly eyes crinkled with a smile. “I'm your fiancé, damn it. You can deny it, but it's still true.”

The twenty-sixth year of the Republic.

Japan launched a full-scale invasion of China, its wolfish ambitions laid bare as its forces surged forward. The battlefield needed him, but Zhi was here. He stroked the woman's dark hair. “Be good. I have to go. Only if you're safe can I be at ease.”

Qu Zhi wept. “All right...”

Before the nation and the family, there was no room for love.

They would make the enemy repay, many times over, for all they had suffered. In this vast land of China, there were countless brave sons and daughters ready to take up rifles and defend their homeland to the death.

Secondary couple

[Alluring superstar ✖️ devoted fanboy with a wolfish streak]

She was an underground Communist agent, frequenting dance halls and other venues while seeking opportunities to assassinate Japanese and collaborators.

He was the son of a senior military officer.

Lu Shutong: “You can turn me in if you want. I've killed so many collaborators and Japanese. Even if I die, I'll accept it.”

Zheng Jing: “I won't do that.”

On opposite sides, they love each other but cannot admit it.