I was born in the Chen family of a cloth merchant in Jiangning. I have no brothers or sisters. In order to prevent such a large business from falling into the hands of others, my mother and father pretended to be a boy and raised me since I was a child.
As time went by, I really regarded myself as a man.
Xu Maolin and I grew up together, and he smells no better than me. He comes from a scholarly family, and even his fiancée is Shi Tian, a dignified lady who is well-known and knowledgeable in the south of the Yangtze River.
I met Shi Tian when I was twelve years old. She was so beautiful. Her skin was like snow, her figure was slender, her eyes were like the bright moon in the sky, and her movements were like falling flowers chasing snow. After this stunning glimpse, I can never forget her again.
Xu Maolin went to Beijing to take the exam but did not return for three years. There were rumors that he died at the hands of bandits in Xiaocang Mountain.
Shi Tian invited himself into her husband's house to remain chaste, and there was only a wall between us.
A wall!
This is great news to me...
She has changed a bit, becoming more haggard and out of shape. I heard that her mother-in-law is a stickler for rules. How could I allow her to live such a miserable life! I must take good care of her on behalf of Xu Maolin!
Every day, I would climb over the wall and be attentive to her in every possible way.
Gradually, I knew that her heart was moved.
I spent a third of my family property to finally marry her.
However, the beautiful face under the hijab in the wedding night cannot completely overlap with the Shi Tian in my impression...
My Shitian... How did she become a man...
[Infatuated and dandy girl * weak and glamorous guy]
Edible tips:
1. The sexual orientation of this article is confusing. The young couple got together because of a misunderstanding. They got married first and then fell in love.
2. The male protagonist is the concubine of the second female protagonist and is married in his place.
3. The third person of the text.
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