Tong Ningyan, the daughter of a wealthy merchant from the south of the Yangtze River, is good at embroidery and cooking, and has a gentle temperament. She didn't expect that she would be noticed for sharing the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
She then asked him who his last name was, and he said:
"Lu Jingyuan."
The two happened to meet again at the Silk Manor, and she knew she had no way out.
The man only said a few words, and she was enlightened.
She admitted that she was tempted.
The last time they met, Lu Jingyuan had already been waiting at Tong's Mansion for a long time. Only then did Tong Ningyan realize that he was here to propose marriage.
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"Does my husband not like me anymore? That's why I don't want to go home."
Tong Ningyan knew that Lu Jingyuan had a successful career, was young and promising, and had no concubines. When she heard that he was going to be a concubine by the prime minister, she didn't think about food or food all day long.
"Do you think I'm old and not as young and beautiful as other women?"
"Madam, I will only recognize you as my wife in this life. Let alone taking concubines, even if there is a more beautiful one in Kyoto, I will not take a look."
Tong Ningyan smiled happily.
The No. 1 Scholar looked at the wife he considered so charming and charming, and held it close to his heart, how could he let her suffer even the slightest bit of injustice.
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1. Ending HE
2. Running in both directions, the male protagonist does not take concubines
2026.4.23
Intention: Time is quiet, you are always here
