After I Faked My Death, My Lord Husband Went Gray Overnight

Lu Yun, heir to the Duke of Zhenguo, was peerlessly handsome, the most dazzling young nobleman in the capital.

Everyone said Jiang Yunqing, the daughter of a declining earl’s family, was blessed beyond measure to have married him.

But no one knew how difficult life was for her in the Duke of Zhenguo’s residence. Her in-laws were harsh, her sisters-in-law were difficult, her younger sister-in-law was willful, and the servants fawned on the powerful and looked down on the weak. Even her husband showed her not the slightest warmth. After four years of marriage, they were practically strangers.

She thought that was simply his nature, until she saw him protecting the haughty princess. Only then did she understand: he wasn’t cold-hearted. He was just heartless toward her.

When the grandmother who had always cherished her was gravely ill and needed a fire lingzhi mushroom as medicine, Jiang learned that Lu Yun had already given the only one to the princess. Her grandmother died without it.

When the princess’s people chased Jiang down, causing her to miscarry, Lu Yun stopped her from taking revenge. She decided she was done with him.

Looking at the churning river, she told him, “Lu Yun, whether in heaven or on earth, in this life or the next, let us never meet again.”

Then she leaped into the river without hesitation.

Lu Yun was consumed by court affairs and paid little attention to the wife he had been betrothed to as a child. He never imagined that his once so gentle and obedient wife would leave him in such a resolute way. After she was gone, his longing for her grew more intense by the day, tormenting him night after night. Only then did he understand that he had fallen in love with her long ago, and that he could love no one else.