“What good is a man you fancy? Can he fill your stomach or keep you warm?”
“Marry him? I’d rather die!”
She thought the emperor had arranged a marriage on a whim, but it turned out to be a love match carefully planned in advance.
Cui Wan, the neglected legitimate daughter of the Cui family, was offered to the frail, sickly Seventh Prince, Xiao Zhusheng, as a bride to bring him good fortune.
Who would want to marry a sickly man? And an arrogant, self-important wastrel, at that?
On their wedding night, after a little wine, she let loose in a drunken fit. “Your Highness, rest assured. I ask for no true affection, only a lifetime of wealth and glory.”
“Wanwan, why would you say that? Is your husband not charming enough? Can I not make you rich and honored through our children?”
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