After I Remarried the Tyrant, the Young Marquis Went Mad with Regret

The tyrant is selecting consorts, and every woman of marriageable age who isn't engaged must enter the palace.

I begged Lin Hanfeng, the young marquis who had been my childhood sweetheart, to come quickly and formally betroth me. But he wrote my cousin's name on the marriage agreement.

I tearfully demanded to know why.

He gazed at my younger sister with tender concern. “Nianci is too spirited to endure the palace rules. Besides, both her parents are dead, and I'm the only one she can rely on now.”

He said he had already arranged everything and would marry me once I was rejected.

When he saw that I wasn't convinced, he gradually lost patience.

“After all our years together, even if you become my concubine, you'll be a high-ranking one. I won't let the world look down on you.”

“Nianci may have the title of principal wife in name only. You're the one I care about most. What more could you want?”

Later, I won the emperor's favor. On the day I entered the palace to become his consort, my phoenix litter swayed as it came face-to-face with the procession for Lin Hanfeng's wedding.

He saw me in my dazzling palace robes, his eyes turning red as he called me “Nannan” like a madman.