The daughter of Zhao Zongwu, Minister of War, is getting married, and her groom is none other than Shen Congyi, Prince of Jin and the dream man of every young woman in Luocheng.
The news sets all of Luocheng abuzz. Everyone knows that Miss Zhao is no pushover, so they wonder if His Majesty must have lost his mind to arrange this match. And sure enough, trouble breaks out on the very day of the wedding.
“My veil won’t be so easy to lift. If you want to lift it, you’ll have to prove you’re up to the task.”
While other couples spend their wedding night in bliss, Zhao Zhiheng challenges her groom to a duel for the honor of lifting her veil.
But what seems like a simple arranged marriage conceals powerful undercurrents...
“If you can run somewhere I can’t find you, I’ll let you go.”
Yet Zhao Zhiheng discovers that no matter where she hides, Shen Congyi always finds her. Has he planted some kind of bug on her? She’s utterly exasperated.
“Hatred is easier to forget than love.” Shangguan Ying disappears into the night, covered in wounds.
[A quirky, clever young woman × a scheming prince. Not a one-on-one romance. Unexpected romantic entanglements await later. Both leads are virgins.]
[For context: the heroine is 16 and the hero is 22, a six-year age gap. Please steer clear if that bothers you.]
