Late Spring Lanterns

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Lu Shiyi: He once wanted to be her teacher for life. Later, he grew greedy, wishing to be her old friend, the one who returned to her, and the one in her heart.

Yan Chuizhang: He never believed in gods or buddhas, but when her fate was unknown, he prayed to every deity in the heavens.

He Liancheng: Having lost the right to grow old with her, he gave half his blood to bargain with fate for another stretch of life for her.

Everyone said Jiang Jisu was blessed.

At nine, she found a renowned mentor. At fourteen, she was promised to a young general. Her father guarded the northern frontier, and her family wielded great influence.

She rode through life in fine clothes, growing up under bright spring breezes and blazing summer suns. The most reckless and baffling thing she ever did was fall in love with her teacher.

Then, later, a plot took shape in the capital, and trouble stirred along the border.

He Liancheng, covered in blood, was carried back from a pile of corpses.

The young general who had grown up with her and was engaged to her folded up their marriage contract, tucked it into his sleeve, and said, “Then it's off.”

Lu Shiyi injured his legs saving her, and could never stand normally again.

The elegant, celebrated top scholar of the capital, who had once loved her as she loved him, finally spoke to her in a gentle voice: “Go on without me. I'll stay in Jinling. May the wind and snow never reach you.”

And Prince Ning, Yan Chuizhang, whom she had always thought cold-hearted and impossible to approach, personally searched the entire border city after a patrol inspector took her away for interrogation.

Later, the official histories recorded: “Prince Ning pacified the border. In three days, he executed twelve ministers, and the border troops were brought to heel.”

But no one knew the truth.

He only wanted to bring a young woman home.

[The heroine is a truly wonderful person. The author likes her even more than these men do. The story covers her growth, but she is not a strong female lead.]

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Synopsis:

[A dazzling, food-loving concubine's daughter x a ruthless, wife-jinxing power broker]

Everyone in the capital knew that Xie Hanzhang was a jinx to his wives.

His first fiancée died in a fire at the Reclining Buddha Temple three days before the wedding.

His second fiancée drowned after their engagement.

His third fiancée hanged herself the night before the wedding.

Three young women died in three years, and no two died the same way.

The day Shen Zhaoheng agreed to marry into the family, the entire capital was betting on how many days she would survive.

Some bet she wouldn't last until the marriage documents were exchanged.

Some bet she wouldn't last until the Xie family sent the betrothal gifts.

Others bet that even if she made it into the bridal sedan, she might never set foot inside the Xie estate.

Shen Zhaoheng herself was quite calm. Sitting in the west courtyard of the Shen residence, with a packet of osmanthus chestnut cakes tucked in her arms, she spent the night seriously wondering: Was the Xie family's old cook still there?

She had been very young when she once accompanied her stepmother to a banquet at the Xie residence. She could remember nothing else, except one thing: the Xie family's food was delicious!

Xie Hanzhang had risen to high office while still young. Powerful and influential, he was the sharpest blade in His Majesty's hand.

He was calculating and ruthless, and the officials at court all went out of their way to avoid him.

The Shen family sent their disfavored concubine's daughter to become his wife, hoping to use the marriage to persuade him to go easy on them in an old case.

Xie Hanzhang expected Shen Zhaoheng to cry, to be afraid, to resent him for dragging her into this death trap.

But on their wedding night, when he lifted her veil, he saw only a bride with an exceptionally beautiful face, gazing up at him with dewy eyes.

“My lord, I'm hungry.”

Xie Hanzhang: “...”

Later, everyone waited to see Shen Zhaoheng become a laughingstock and the fourth ghost to haunt the Xie estate.

But as they waited, something seemed off.

Shen Zhaoheng didn't die. She ate well, drank well, and slept well at the Xie estate. She looked healthier by the day, with not the slightest sign of being jinxed.

Later, someone asked her, unwilling to accept it: “Lord Xie is so calculating. Aren't you afraid?”

Shen Zhaoheng thought for a moment. “I am.”

“Then why dare you stay by his side?”

Shen Zhaoheng patted her stomach. “Because the food at the Xie estate is delicious.”

Theme: Treasure the person by your side