Lu Wanshuang transmigrated.
The moment she opened her eyes, she found herself surrounded by furnishings and decorations she couldn’t understand. Before she could make sense of anything, they were already sending her off to be married.
At her husband’s home, everything felt wrong.
When her veil was lifted, she met a pair of familiar eyes. Her mind went blank, and without thinking, she called out the name of her childhood sweetheart.
But he told her she had mistaken him for someone else, and that he didn’t know her at all.
How embarrassing.
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Only later did Lu Wanshuang understand why something was amiss with this marriage.
Though Yan Yingqing had been bestowed the title “General of Lingye,” he was known as a harbinger of misfortune. People said he had caused his parents’ deaths, leaving him the only one in his household.
This marriage had originally been meant for her older sister, who refused, so it fell to her instead.
Lu Wanshuang sighed. At least her husband, though a little taciturn, treated her considerately.
Still, she couldn’t let go of her past, and she kept seeing someone else when she looked at him.
She learned to manage the household and host guests, and it seemed inevitable that they would eventually consummate their marriage...
She thought she had fulfilled all her duties.
Yet Yan Yingqing still cared deeply about the other man who shared his face.
Lu Wanshuang told him, “You two don’t look alike at all.” But he didn’t believe her.
For reasons she couldn’t explain, she felt ashamed: she had fled a thousand miles away, only to run into him again by chance.
Since that was how things stood, she decided she was a heartless, unfeeling woman and told him he might as well divorce her and find someone else.
But Yan Yingqing suddenly lost his temper. It was the first time he had ever gotten angry with her. Through gritted teeth, he told her, “Don’t even think about it!”
Premise: Love takes time.
