Wang Jinzhao was born into a century-old noble family. Beautiful and talented, she was known as the foremost young lady of the capital.
She had two great resentments in life.
First, her childhood sweetheart, Song Ningyan, personally came to break off their engagement on the day he passed the imperial examinations.
"We are not suited for each other. I've come today to take back our betrothal documents. From now on, we each marry whomever we please, and have nothing more to do with one another."
Second, the old emperor's eyesight had failed him so badly that he had betrothed her to a general who had been a bandit.
Wang Jinzhao married into the General's Residence expecting the worst. But on her wedding day, she learned that rumors were the least trustworthy things in the world.
Rumor had it that Wei Jin drank blood and ate raw flesh, slaughtered people without a second thought, and looked like Zhong Kui. In truth, he was strikingly handsome and bold, with a carefree, boyish charm whenever he smiled.
After they married, she discovered that Wei Jin not only let her do whatever she pleased, but even helped her get the upper hand at every turn.
One day, she had merely argued a few words with Chen Jiji, the director of the Imperial Academy. The next day, Wang Jinzhao heard that Chen had suffered a "ghost haircut" the night before: his carefully tended beard had been shaved clean off.
Someone privately said to Wei Jin, "You treasure her so much, but the Wang woman you married was rejected by the top scholar."
Wei Jin's face was as cold as jade. He sneered, "He was blind and had no fortune to appreciate her. The woman I treasure is not for the likes of you to criticize."
Then came the day the emperor flew into a rage, and the entire Wang family was plunged into danger. The great families who had once been close to them all avoided them like the plague.
Tears in her bright eyes, Wang Jinzhao left a letter of divorce, hoping to keep the Wei family from being dragged into the trouble.
Wei Jin's eyes were as black as a frozen pool, and murderous fury swirled around him as he pressed Wang Jinzhao against the couch. "If killing that damned emperor would solve this, why must you insist on divorcing me, my lady?"
