On the day she was abandoned by the Lu family, Tang Wan became the laughing stock of the whole city.
Her husband, who used to be as deep in love as the sea, abandoned her like a pair of worn-out shoes just because of her mother's words. The divorce letter was stained with blood, and she decided not to leave. The storm in the city seemed to have destined her to live a miserable life for the rest of her life.
No one knew that Zhao Shicheng, the dignified, elegant and powerful prince of the royal family, had cleared the back house for her and was waiting for her on the roadside with the gift of three matchmakers and six betrothals, as well as the title of concubine.
Later, during the spring rain in the garden, her ex-husband Lu You's clothes were soaked, and he blocked the road with red eyes and begged: "Wan'er, it was all my fault... Can you give me another chance?"
Before Tang Wan could speak, an oil-paper umbrella was firmly covering her head. The handsome man next to her naturally held her cold hand, his eyes passing over the embarrassed Lu You, and his voice was gentle but unquestionable:
"Mr. Lu, you should call her Mrs. Zhao."
