The Second Year of Our Imperial Wedding

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Lu Yushuang and Du Yicheng couldn't stand each other, but the imperial family arranged their marriage, forcing them to become husband and wife.

After two years of marriage, they still argued constantly, but she managed the household while Du Yicheng took charge of the outside affairs and shouldered the family responsibilities. Their life grew better and more fulfilling with each passing day.

Then, in the eighth month of her pregnancy, trouble broke out in the palace, and Du Yicheng went to save the emperor amid grave danger.

Late that night, before he left, she helped him put on his armor. For the first time, she saw an unmistakable, barely restrained love in his eyes.

He clasped her hand tightly. “I've loved you for a long time. I was too proud to say it, and I've owed you these honest words all along... If I make it back alive, I'll never talk back to you again. I'll listen to you even more than Chengcheng does.”

Chengcheng was the mongrel dog they'd raised together after getting married.

Then, right in front of his men, all solemnly prepared to face death, he kissed her hard.

The emperor escaped danger, and Du Yicheng was carried back covered in wounds, with a huge bump on his head, but at least he was alive.

Along with worrying about him, Lu Yushuang couldn't help blushing at the things he'd said. They were an old married couple, and saying such things now would make things awkward when they met again, wouldn't it?

But when he woke up, the imperial physician said that he seemed to have a blood clot in his brain and had lost three years of memories.

Meeting the same haughty gaze he'd had as a young man, she heard him blurt out, “Take a wife? I'd have to be an idiot to marry you.”

Lu Yushuang was so angry she nearly miscarried.

Wait, is this guy messing with me?

Du Yicheng truly had hated Lu Yushuang from the bottom of his heart once, so when he found out they'd gotten married, it felt as if the sky had fallen.

Fortunately, the servants told him that the couple didn't get along and were always arguing. He thought that sounded right.

But the moment he saw Lu Yushuang, he realized something wasn't quite right.

She wore her hair in a married woman's style

The mandarin-duck hairpin in her hair was a gift from him;

The entwined branches carved on her earrings were a design he'd drawn himself;

The red jade bracelet on her wrist was something his mother had instructed him to give to the woman he loved;

And the baby due in a little over a month, tucked inside her belly, was his too... Of course it had to be his.

Weren't they supposed to be an unhappy couple who were always arguing? Then how did that baby get here!

The Male Lead's Diary:

First day with amnesia:

She's just awful. She gave the dog my name.

Fifth day with amnesia:

She's just awful. She woke me up in the middle of the night to massage her legs, and I couldn't sleep again until dawn.

First month with amnesia:

Something's wrong with me. Why am I so terrified while she's giving birth? I'm crying harder as I hold her than our newborn daughter is.

Second month with amnesia:

How do you make a second baby? I don't know, but she said she'll teach me herself... Hmm, I suppose I don't mind. I was born diligent and eager to learn.

[Reader's Guide]

1. 1v1, both pure

2. The second-baby plot in the diary is about the process of making baby number two, not the result (they don't have another child in the end). Also, having two children within three years is hard on the body, so think carefully.

3. The male lead says he hates the heroine, but he was simply a late bloomer who mistook jealousy for dislike.

4. Note added on 2025.12.6

5. There will always be misunderstandings. One more thing: there won't be a happy reunion with the male lead's father and stepmother. I actually quite like writing characters' deaths... (cosplaying as the King of Hell)

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A hundred years ago, Xun Fushu was the mountain lord's daughter, while Ji Yumu was a junior disciple who had just joined the sect.

The two vanquished demons and evil spirits and stayed by each other's side for a long time. As time passed, they fell in love, and their passion caught fire, becoming impossible to stop.

When they loved each other fiercely and lost themselves in their passion,

Ji Yumu was willing to cut out half his heart to heal her wounds, while she was willing to abandon her position as mountain lord and fall into demonhood with him.

After a hundred years of marriage, they had a son and a daughter, but the longer life went on, the more things stayed the same.

She felt that Ji Yumu had grown increasingly cold toward her, and that he was affectionate only in bed.

Ji Yumu thought she was faithless and unkind, smiling more at every demon servant than she ever did at him.

After countless arguments, they decided to divorce and be done with it.

Who could have guessed that the Bronze Kun Mirror would inexplicably shatter, twisting time and space and pulling Xun Fushu back two hundred years?

When she opened her eyes, eighteen-year-old Ji Yumu was looking at her warily with cold eyes.

At the same time, Ji Yumu, left behind in the Demon Realm, looked thoughtfully at the eight-year-old Xun Fushu in his arms.

*

At midnight, their bodies fell asleep, and their souls met inside the mirror.

It was their first time settling scores this way, and neither of them looked happy.

Xun Fushu: “Two hundred years ago you were eighteen. When we first met a hundred years ago, I was only seventeen, yet you told me you were a year younger than me. You followed me around pretending to be young and calling me ‘big sister.’ Have you no shame?”

Ji Yumu: “You said you'd been mature, steady, obedient, and sensible since childhood, but the eight-year-old you got into trouble for me every two hours. Don't you feel guilty?”

*

Unable to return for now, Xun Fushu reluctantly stayed by eighteen-year-old Ji Yumu's side, hoping for warm meals and a safe place to sleep.

The person who made your heart beat once will still make your heart beat when you meet them again.

Eighteen-year-old Ji Yumu was more obedient, more innocent, and more willing to listen. He loved her so much he couldn't help himself. Compared to his older self, he was more inexperienced, more passionate, and more... vigorous.

Love surged beneath the bright moon.

The young man had his eyes closed, his lashes trembling as he slowly leaned toward her. But the cool, tentative touch that should have landed on her lips suddenly turned burning and passionate as soon as midnight arrived.

She opened her eyes, only to meet the furious gaze of Ji Yumu a hundred years later.

His jealousy became a fierce desire as he pinned her beneath him. “Want a kiss? Fine. I'll give you as many as you want.”

*They're a real married couple. They argue until things get heated, and there's nothing wrong with that.*

[Reader's Guide]

1. They travel through time in a chaotic way. The male lead will also return to the past later.

2. 1v1, both pure (essentially the older versions paired with each other, and the younger versions paired with each other)

Mature heroine vs. mature hero (even a broken mirror can be put back together)

Young heroine vs. young hero (a passionate, all-consuming first love)

3. Romance-focused, with no cultivation system

4. Note added on 2025.10.12. The blurb may be tweaked, but the central premise and plot won't change.

Theme: May we stay together through the months and years, growing old side by side