Jiang Yue was famous throughout the countryside for her beauty. When she turned eighteen, she married a scholar who had recently moved to the village.
He was handsome and refined, with clear eyes and delicate features, unlike anyone else in the village.
They were newlyweds, blissfully in love.
Until one day, he went out to buy her a hairpin and never came back.
Jiang Yue's belly grew bigger by the day. She ignored the people telling her to give up the child and remarry quickly. Resting a hand on her rounded belly, she secretly resolved to give birth and raise the child.
But not long afterward, one night, people surrounded Jiang Yue's home.
She hurried outside to see what was happening. A man stood calmly among the crowd, his bearing elegant, his beauty radiant as the moon.
Firelight illuminated half of his face, as flawless as polished jade. Who else could it be but him?
Jiang Yue was overjoyed, but then she saw him raise an eyebrow coldly. His gaze lingered on her belly before he asked in a chilly voice, "Is this the woman I was involved with before?"
Before Jiang Yue could figure out what was going on, he took her to the capital.
He settled her in a residence with no shortage of food or clothing and servants all around, but he never came to see her again.
Only then did Jiang Yue learn that his real name was He Tingqian. He was now immensely powerful, and his time living in the countryside had been a temporary measure forced on him by circumstance.
And now, he had even lost the memories of their time together.
Jiang Yue wanted to have a proper talk with him. He Tingqian agreed to come, but before she could say anything, he told her:
"Behave yourself and give birth to the child. You won't lack for anything you're entitled to, and I'll support you both. But don't entertain any other ideas."
Then he left without giving her any room to respond.
Jiang Yue laughed bitterly. So he wanted her to be his mistress.
A few months later, Jiang Yue left her son behind and decisively walked away.
He Tingqian was born into a prestigious family, a noble and refined man like the moon in the sky. Before he had even come of age, he had already seized great power. Countless women dreamed of him.
He never imagined that he would become involved with a village woman.
Though he had lost part of his memory, He Tingqian didn't care. He simply didn't believe he could have truly loved that village woman.
She must have taken advantage of him, and that was how they ended up as husband and wife.
Now that he was clearheaded, He Tingqian would never let her claim the status of his legal wife and create trouble for his future wife and children.
Still, the child she carried was his own blood. After much consideration, He Tingqian decided to house Jiang Yue and her child in an outer residence and support them there from then on.
In any case, he would never let them overstep and claim a place they had no right to.
Jiang Yue did as He Tingqian wished and caused no further trouble.
When the child was born, He Tingqian assumed things would continue that way forever.
But Jiang Yue disappeared.
That day, as He Tingqian watched the baby wail in the bed, he didn't even realize his eyes had turned red.
He never managed to find her again.
Three years later, He Tingqian was having a small gathering with friends when they happened to meet the young general Xie Shaoci, who had just returned victorious from battle. After they all left, He Tingqian, hazy with drink, saw the family members who had come to take Xie Shaoci home.
He recognized her from behind alone. It was Jiang Yue, who had been missing for so long.
Watching Jiang Yue smile and speak softly with Xie Shaoci as if no one else were there, He Tingqian could no longer restrain himself. He rushed forward and grabbed her slender wrist, his eyes bloodshot, just as they had been the day she left.
"Was my He family's status not good enough for you? Did you really have to go find someone else to climb the social ladder?"
Theme: Respect yourself and love life