A Spring Morning's Wish

Historical Romance | BL | Two Powerful Leads | Sweet and Angsty | Nation and Family

“A noble young general, born to wealth and honor; a pampered gem of the prime minister’s household. They met through lies, but with true hearts they overturned imperial power and fate.”

[Unruly General × Cunning Noblewoman]

Yu Che, courtesy name Mingchao, is the most dazzling young lord and general in Great Yu. He kills without mercy on the battlefield, but in private he’s just a boy who likes to lounge in the sun with a blade of grass between his teeth and whittle bamboo dragonflies to amuse the girl he loves.

Yan Yi, courtesy name Chunxu, seems to be the prime minister’s legitimate daughter, skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. In truth, she sneaks out at night dressed as a servant to play drinking games at taverns, with a voice loud enough to bring down the rafters.

A twist of fate leads her to claim she is “the eldest young lady’s maid.” He’s too dim-witted to realize she’s a woman.

Until her coming-of-age ceremony, when her veil falls away

His “brother” turns out to be the celebrated legitimate daughter of the Yan family, and the “foolish general” has long since fallen deeply in love with her.

The crown prince, her childhood friend, has been in love with her at first sight for years, while an imperial marriage decree stands between them.

Yu Mingchao offers his battle honors as a betrothal gift, enduring the hardships of guarding the frontier just to win her hand.

Yan Chunxu returns the blood jade and declares before everyone, “I will marry no one but Yu Che!”

Amid the flames of war, he dies on the battlefield. She wears mourning clothes, cradles their young child, and faces the crown prince’s obsession.

“I want you to be empress!”

“This subject will recognize only Yu Mingchao in this life.”

He couldn’t fool me. There was clearly none of the bitter, bloodthirsty sharpness of the battlefield in his eyes. All I saw were blazing suns and morning stars, birds in flight and clouds drifting past.

She couldn’t fool me. There was clearly none of the dullness born of a lifetime under countless rules in her eyes. All I saw was spring returning with the swallows, and flowers blooming in a peaceful age.