I Let You Be With Your Widowed Sister-in-Law, So Why Are You Crying Now That I've Remarried?

【A clear-headed heroine + a hero who has been plotting for her all along + a second male lead who goes through hell to win back his wife】 When Chu Yuan was eight, both her parents died in battle. She returned to the capital with her grandfather. As a group of aristocratic young masters bullied her, Xiao Zimo pulled her out of the mud, bent down, and gently told her, “What kind of kid is so cute even when she cries? Your big brother will protect you from now on.” From then on, she brought him every good thing she could find, and he accepted it all. Her heart full of joy, she thought they felt the same way about each other. Later, she got her wish and became his bride. On their wedding night, she waited shyly and eagerly, but all she got was an empty room until dawn. The eldest daughter-in-law of the Xiao family managed the household, taking personal charge of every detail. She even insisted on choosing the fabric for Xiao Zimo’s underclothes herself. Everyone in the household praised her, so Chu Yuan could only suppress her unease. Until one day, she overheard their intimate conversation: “You’ve always protected Chu Yuan. I thought you really loved her and didn’t want me anymore.” “How could I? She’s just an orphan with no power or influence. She makes the perfect cover.” Their intertwined silhouettes swayed behind the carved window lattice, shattering Chu Yuan’s heart. With a letter of separation, she left with all her dowry. At Prince Qin’s wedding banquet, a breeze lifted the red bridal veil. One accidental glance was enough to throw Xiao Zimo into a panic. The woman he’d searched everywhere for had become someone else’s bride. He threw caution to the wind, grabbed Chu Yuan’s wrist, and said in a trembling voice, “A Yuan, aren’t I the person you love most? Stop this nonsense and come with me, please. I’m not used to being without you.” Pei Huaiyu narrowed his eyes, pulled that slender wrist back, and held it in his hand, his expression cold. “Yuan’er is my wife. Young Master Xiao, mind your manners!”