A Two-Timing Fiancé Belongs in the Crematorium

[The ex-wife-chasing crematorium, no getting back together, System, face-slapping and trash takedown, a little farming, a little court intrigue, both leads devoted to each other] The moment he learns that his childhood sweetheart and fiancée has been diagnosed with “a sickness caused by deep sorrow, incurable by any medicine, with no more than three months to live,” the philandering First Prince, Zhongli Chengze, gets red-eyed. At last, he realizes just how important Xia Manxing is to him... but it’s already too late. Meanwhile, the woman on the bed looks like she’s on death’s door, but in truth, Xia Manxing has long since been replaced by someone else. She sneers to herself: Your Highness, don’t cry just yet. There’ll be plenty more crying later. Unlike the original owner, she won’t put up with Zhongli Chengze taking concubines, favoring them over his wife, and ultimately killing her whole family, including her. So Xia Manxing teams up with the System to put on an act, break off the engagement, and run away, all in one smooth move. Her former fiancé is overcome with regret and weeps bitterly, but she doesn’t so much as bat an eyelash. But after she reaches the border and runs into General Lu, shirtless, she starts acting hesitant, coy, and roundabout... She leaves the proud, free-spirited General Lu completely at a loss, until all he can do is listen to her, indulge her, cherish her, and love her, clearing every obstacle for her as she takes power over the realm. Later, a certain Mr. Lu asks her, “What did you see in me back then?” Xia Manxing: “Lots of things. Your peerless good looks, your carefree and wild nature, your tall, strong physique...” Mr. Lu: “Get to the point.” Xia Manxing: “I just wanted your face and your body. What are you going to do about it, you wild man?” Lu Huanxi: “?” He says no more, only pouncing on her with a fierce look... [No unsolicited writing advice or malicious bad reviews, please. There are countless great books on Fanqie. If it’s not your thing, don’t force yourself. Feel free to leave.]