It's Hard to Tell the Truth About Lovesickness in a Brocade Book

The most dazzling pearl of Jinling City, Wen Wan, the daughter of the General's Mansion, suffered a tragedy when she returned home from her wedding. All the evidence points to her beloved groom, Qin Xiao, the heir apparent of the Marquis of Jingan. The harmonious music of the harps in the past turned into poison-quenching sharp blades. She tore up the marriage contract with her own hands and swore a blood oath. From then on, the moon fell on Jinling and frost and snow covered her body. She transformed into the master of Jiangnan Jinshu Pavilion, and worked every step of the conspiracy; and he, bearing the infamy of being the son of a traitor, cleared the thorns for her in the dark night. He was the cold-blooded "Hidden Mo" in the eyes of the world, and the only watchman who knew her well. When trust collapses and the boundaries between love and hate are blurred, is the company of close friends around you a salvation or another game? Until the blood-stained half of the marriage book comes to light, all the lies and the truth surface together... This is not only a revenge in the name of love, but also a trust reborn from the ashes. ** Let's see how they tear through the fog, and in the midst of intrigues and blades, lovesickness returns to its rightful place, and wrong love finally becomes right. From a loving couple to bloody enemies, to joining hands for revenge, misunderstandings and truths are intertwined, hatred and deep love are entangled, and the emotional tension is full. When the blood oath meets the forbearing guardian, when hatred meets the love that never fades, a Machiavellian love song about trust and redemption begins. "It's Hard to Pretend to Love Love" is an ancient novel intertwined with bloody hatred and passionate love. The most dazzling pearl of Jinling City, Wen Wan, the daughter of the General's Mansion, suffered a tragedy when she returned home from her wedding. All the evidence points to her beloved groom, Qin Xiao, the heir apparent of the Marquis of Jingan. The harmonious music of the past harps turned into poison-quenching sharp blades. She tore up the marriage contract with her own hands and made a bloody promise.