Love Letters

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Ancient ABO, childbirth, melodrama, coercion, multiple pursuers, angst

Not an MPreg story. The pursued partner returns the arrow of affection to only one person.

On the city tower, the young general Zhu Yiyi fired a wind-riding arrow that nearly killed the rebel, Fourth Prince Yin Zhao.

After the city fell, the young general was thrown into prison and became a condemned man.

The new emperor, Yin Zhao, summoned the young general, who was barely clinging to life, and asked, 'When you shot that arrow at me, did you ever imagine this day would come?'

The young general's face was deathly pale, and his whole body trembled. He was just about to speak when he vomited blood at Yin Zhao's feet and passed out.

Yin Zhao was startled and summoned the imperial physicians to treat him.

After taking his pulse, the physician bowed to the ground and reported, 'Young Master Zhu is more than three months pregnant and has been exposed to cold for many days...'

Yin Zhao's expression was unreadable. 'What did you say?'

The physician paused, lowered his head even further, and repeated the last part: 'Young Master Zhu is a Kunze.'

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When Zhu Yiyi was six, a severe fever nearly took his life. Madam Zhu and General Zhu were frantic, but the imperial physicians were helpless. They offered a huge reward to attract famous doctors.

Even after their threshold had been worn down by visitors, young Master Zhu remained bedridden and unconscious.

Madam Zhu was driven to desperation and believed an old friend's dubious remedy: a celebratory marriage to ward off misfortune.

The Zhu elders invited a fortune-teller from the martial world. The fortune-teller examined young Master Zhu's birth details, calculated carefully, then offered them a solution.

He said young Master Zhu's destined partner was at Mount Beiqiu.

So the Zhu elders took Zhu Yiyi by carriage on a long journey to a village in the mountains of Beiqiu, where they found his destined partner.

He was a thin little child, three days older than Zhu Yiyi, named Li Lian. He was a Qianyuan.

It was strange: after Li Lian touched the teeth of the young Master Zhu, who had been unconscious for months, the boy opened his eyes.

And then Li Lian became Zhu Yiyi's little husband.

From then on, Zhu Yiyi recuperated in that small mountain village. His mother stayed with him, while his father, overwhelmed by affairs at court, could only visit now and then.

Zhu Yiyi didn't feel particularly fond of his new little husband. He just thought Li Lian was foolish: he couldn't study, couldn't speak properly, and spent all day staring at him, sometimes even drooling.

Holding a book, Zhu Yiyi frowned and reminded him, 'You're drooling.'

Li Lian wiped his mouth and said shyly, 'Your face is just like the glutinous rice cakes I've eaten...'

Zhu Yiyi looked at him as he mumbled the rest: 'Soft and white.'

Li Lian followed Zhu Yiyi around for two years. With better food, he shot up faster than Zhu Yiyi, and his little shadow became a big one.

Later, another group of people came to the village.

Their leader was a boy named Yin Zhao.

Not long after Yin Zhao appeared, Li Lian died.

Theme: The sky is vast, and the sea is wide.