The Campaign Against Chen

【Traditional historical romance + winning back his wife + marriage before love + amnesia + sweet and angsty + rekindled love】 The Crown Prince of Northern Yan, gravely wounded, sneaks into the Southern Chen Minister of Rites' residence, where he is rescued by the minister's daughter. Moved by a moment of kindness, she hides the stranger, whose identity is a mystery, deep within her chambers. Their life-saving bond blossoms into a love that cuts to the bone, but neither realizes they stand on opposing sides. Caught in a whirlpool of political schemes, they ultimately bring disaster upon themselves. By the time he has conquered the north and south and ascended the throne, her family has been destroyed, and she has fled in panic. After three years of searching, he finally stands before her, only to find that she has completely forgotten him. Faced with a love that only he remembers, how can he go on? “Jinqiu,” he said, his throat moving as his voice turned low and hoarse. “Stay home and wait for me. Don't go anywhere. Remember?” Seeing her obediently nod, he fell silent for a moment, then gave a soft laugh. His fingertips gently brushed her warm cheek as he gazed into her clear eyes. Half joking, half serious, he said, “By then... you won't have forgotten your Second Brother Yun, will you?” The moment the words slipped out, even he was slightly taken aback. The thought had come from nowhere, like an autumn breeze skimming across a lake, stirring the spring waters and sending ripples of unease through him before he had ever thought to examine them. Before she could answer, he pulled her even tighter into his arms. His voice was muffled against her hair, carrying a hint of panic before turning into an unquestionable command. “You mustn't forget. No matter what happens, you must never forget Second Brother Yun.” At the time, it had seemed like nothing out of the ordinary. Years later, Xiao Qingyun stood alone in the howling wind, cold tears sliding down his face, and finally realized that his thoughtless joke had become a prophecy.