The Perfect Nemesis

Song Jinyi was the most illustrious young lady in the capital. She had been adored since childhood, doted on by all, and did whatever she pleased, taking no one else into consideration.

But there was one person she couldn't stand: Ying Zhaohe, the capital's foremost scholar. He was young and learned, with a face as handsome as jade and impeccable manners. Men and women, young and old, all liked him.

At first, they had nothing to do with each other.

That changed when someone tried to match Song Jinyi with Ying Zhaohe's older brother. Ying Zhaohe said she wasn't a suitable match: she was uneducated, spoiled, overbearing, and looked down on everyone. He advised his brother to think carefully and choose someone else, lest the household be in constant turmoil after the wedding.

From then on, Song Jinyi couldn't stand him.

It wasn't that she liked Ying Zhaohe's older brother. She simply couldn't bear to hear people talk about her that way, so she started picking fights with Ying Zhaohe whenever she could.

If he was unhappy, she was happy.

She heard that Ying Zhaohe had his eye on the young lady of the Jiang family, so she delighted in ruining things for him. Whenever he arranged to meet the Jiang family's young lady, Song Jinyi would insert herself into the date and make sure they were never alone.

He could forget about winning the beauty!

Even so, Ying Zhaohe maintained his gentlemanly composure and never showed the slightest displeasure.

Song Jinyi felt like she'd punched a pillow. It did nothing to relieve her anger.

She still resented him for saying she wasn't a suitable match, so she secretly sent people out to spread the word that he wasn't a suitable match either: he was impotent, incapable of being a real man. Marrying him was no different from marrying a eunuch.

Who would have guessed that the emperor would simply wave his hand and issue a marriage decree, making them husband and wife?

On their wedding day, Song Jinyi tried to run away, but Ying Zhaohe caught her without alerting anyone else.

He pointed to a bowl of tonic and said softly, "I wonder who spread the rumor that I'm impotent. My elders were worried about my health, so they specifically sent someone to bring this over."

With that, he picked up the bowl and drank it all in one go.

The date this blurb was written: 2025/11/10, as confirmed by a screenshot taken that day.

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