[Marriage first, love later + two strong men side by side + the superior one bows his head + secret love comes true + two cleanses]
On her wedding day, before taking off her hijab, she heard her fiancé asking her to be his concubine.
No crying, no fuss, no kneeling. She did something that no one in the capital dared to do - she wrote four words to the murderous prince: Come and rob me.
Pei Jinghan waited for this letter for three years.
At the Qionglin banquet three years ago, she was surrounded by people in a corner and made things difficult for her. She dismissed them one by one. Her hands were shaking after she finished speaking, but her face showed no signs of defeat. He held the wine glass, leaned against the pillar, and glanced at her. Just one glance. Remembered for three years.
At the wedding hall, he led his troops to kick open the door and pointed his sword directly at the groom. She lifted her hijab and tore the marriage document in half. "I, Shen Luotang, will never accept my wife and concubines marrying together in this life. I would rather have a jade in pieces than a whole house."
He stretched out his hand: "Follow me." She put her hand on it: "I don't want to stand behind anyone. What I want is to be side by side." He was silent for a moment. "Okay."
After the marriage, he was extremely stubborn - "My son will not touch you unless you want to." But in the middle of the night, she kicked the quilt off and he came in to cover her up several times. He went to the North, climbed over the wall, and put an arrow on her window sill with the words: The wind in the North cannot blow out the lights of the capital.
She opened the secret compartment of his study and found that hidden inside were the veil she had dropped at Qionglin's banquet three years ago, the fragments of her torn marriage contract, and the prescriptions she had written casually.
On the way north, the road was blocked by snow and wind, and she shivered from the cold while sitting in the carriage. He pulled her onto the same horse and wrapped his cloak around her. "Is it still cold?" "Not anymore." She leaned on his back, and his hand covered the back of her hand. Didn't let go.
She thought the letter was a desperate move on her part. Little did he know that it was his wish that he had been waiting for for three whole years.
