After Marrying My Younger Sister Off to Someone Else

【Main story complete | Extra chapters update at midnight according to the rankings】 My next novel will be free to read: *Heartbond Gu* A resilient, gentle beauty × an austere, cool-headed powerful official Ming Rong was conceived before her mother was abducted into the Wei household, so no one in the family, from its lord and lady to her many older siblings, ever liked her. Without her eldest brother, Wei Guanlan, a man of noble character and dazzling virtue, she probably would not have lived to see seventeen. Grateful to him, she always did as he wished, hoping to earn even a little of his affection. She thought her eldest brother cared for her as family. She never imagined he was only using her. When the truth came out, she looked up at him in disbelief. “So it was all just a means to an end?” Wei Guanlan glanced down at her and replied coolly, “What else did you think it was?” With nothing left to lose, Ming Rong gazed at him from afar and asked softly, “What if I already have someone in my heart?” Wei Guanlan was silent for a moment. “It doesn’t matter.” After a long pause, Ming Rong finally spoke, her voice heavy. “Fine. I’ll marry him. That will repay you for your kindness to me, and bring everything to a proper end.” * At first, Wei Guanlan saw Ming Rong as just one of the many pieces on his chessboard. Arranging for her to marry in someone else’s place was merely one routine part of his plans. Until one snowy night, Ming Rong gently knocked on his door. Snow clung to her long lashes, and hesitation clouded her features. She looked just like the younger sister who had once come to him for help. But this time, she had come to ask for help on behalf of another man. Wei Guanlan listened calmly to her request, then gazed deep into her eyes. “Are you a daughter of the Wei family, or the wife of a Xiao?” Ming Rong quickly lowered her eyes and said timidly, “But wasn’t Yunlang the husband you chose for me?” Silence fell all around them. Ming Rong heard Wei Guanlan let out a quiet laugh. Later, she could never forget how he stroked her face and gazed at her with burning eyes. “Then how about I choose another husband for you?” “After all, how could the younger sister I raised be dressed up as a bride for another man?” 【Reader’s Guide】 1. The heroine is not a virgin, while the hero is. Happy ending. The leads are seven years apart in age. The male lead won’t change, and the official couple won’t be split up. 2. The leads are not related by blood. Everyone knows this from Chapter One. Their relationship only truly progresses after they are no longer siblings in name. 3. Set in a fictional Southern Dynasty inspired by the Eastern Jin, where powerful clans dominate and ministers hold more power than the emperor. The government system is modeled on the Eastern Jin, but the story is not meant to be completely historically accurate. Some details are fictional, and there are no historical prototypes. 4. Please give the heroine room to grow. This is an ordinary romance, not a story about an all-powerful heroine. At the start, she is only a seventeen-year-old girl, about the age of a high school student. Her upbringing has made her sensitive and insecure early on. She can be emotional and won’t always make perfect choices, so please don’t judge her too harshly. That doesn’t stop the hero from admiring and cherishing her, and loving only her. Comments attacking the heroine will be deleted. Coming soon: *My Ex-Husband Came Looking for Me After Our Divorce* Rekindled love | The husband pursues his wife to the crematorium | She flees while pregnant Pei Zhuo was born into the Hedong Pei clan. From childhood, he lived a life free of hardship, surrounded by attendants. Once he entered officialdom, his career soared. The emperor relied heavily on him, and he became a vice director of the Secretariat at a young age. Even when the emperor planned to arrange a marriage between him and a princess, Pei Zhuo refused. Yet everyone in Chang’an knew he had once been divorced unilaterally. His former wife left him a divorce agreement and vanished. She was a commoner from a family that had farmed for three generations. For a time, Pei Zhuo looked down on his country-born ex-wife. If his grandfather hadn’t been beyond the help of medicine and needed Li Ciyin to marry into the family to bring him good fortune, he would never have married such an uneducated, timid woman who had no grace in the way she carried herself. Their three-year marriage contract had been an act of charity on his part. Yet she had secretly taken contraceptive medicine for all three years of their marriage, then dared to leave him a divorce agreement and disappear while he was away suppressing a rebellion. In the fourth year after their divorce, he was appointed governor of Western Zhejiang and met Li Ciyin in Suzhou. She was nothing like the timid woman she had been in Chang’an. Had it not been for her face, Pei Zhuo might not have recognized her. The moment their eyes met, a current surged through his limbs. “Ciyin,” he murmured, calling her by name. She froze for a moment, then replied, “I have no acquaintance with the provincial commander. Please show some restraint.” “No acquaintance?” Pei Zhuo furrowed his brows. Then a little girl ran into her arms, calling sweetly, “Mama.” They hadn’t seen each other in four years, and she already had a child. Pei Zhuo thought he should let her go. But after he returned, he couldn’t stop wondering who the child’s father was. How could he possibly let her go? If he had truly moved on, he wouldn’t have given up the chance to be promoted and transferred to a post in her hometown. He had done it only to see for himself whether she was doing well without him. Later, when he heard that Ciyin planned to become engaged to someone else for the sake of her child, he finally couldn’t stand by any longer and went to see her. The plum rains fell in a steady drizzle, shrouding the sky in mist. Pei Zhuo gripped Ciyin by the wrist and pressed her against the door. “You just want to find a father for Can Niang, don’t you? What does he have that I don’t, whether it’s family background, looks, or talent?” Theme: Love means treasuring someone.