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Lan Xiang was gentle and quiet. By imperial decree, she was forced to marry Prince Yu. After four childless years, she was attacked and left in a wheelchair.
Prince Yu, Xiao Moyan, was stern and ruthless. He had once captured enemy generals and routed the tribes beyond the frontier. Now he has put down rebels and helped the Crown Prince ascend the throne, only to give her divorce papers and half his estate before disappearing without a trace.
Not long after, she makes the arduous journey to the courtyard where he lives in seclusion, her frail body worn out by the trip. "Your Highness, the Empress Dowager is very worried about you and hopes you'll return to the capital."
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Xiao Moyan never imagined that his timid, frail wife, who had married him for political reasons, would travel a thousand miles to find him. After all, outside their bedchamber, they barely knew each other and had nothing to say.
She came because of the Empress Dowager, which was only to be expected. Even so, he looked displeased when he heard it.
But when she nervously turned her face and gently brushed it against the back of his hand in a bid to please him, he thought: So what if she's the Empress Dowager's pawn? He just can't resist how soft and yielding she is.
He finds a miracle doctor to treat her legs. She keeps avoiding him as if to maintain propriety, but he refuses to let her have her way, often carrying her off to pick fruit and flowers or to roam the mountains and splash in the streams.
Two months later, the sky is full of stars.
She comes to him, guilt written all over her face. "I shouldn't have made so much tea during the day and kept you awake."
Compared to the flimsy paper umbrella she'd oiled, then ruined with a splash of water, leaving him soaked, feverish, and awake all night, this is nothing.
"Mm. As punishment, catch fireflies to make it up to me."
Beneath the moonlight, she smiles as she pushes her wheelchair after the fireflies. The gloom has long since left her lovely features, and she seems to have grown used to living in seclusion here.
Until one day, he hunts a pheasant and comes down the mountain planning to make her a nourishing soup, only to run into her walking with a young scholar.
The scholar sees him and says respectfully, "This student pays his respects to his uncle."
He nearly laughs with rage. Lifting the hat that shadows his face, he stares at her. "Uncle? Second Miss Lan, are you planning to make me, your discarded husband, your new father and choose another man?"
Unexpectedly, she meets his gaze with perfect calm. "Your Highness, we are already divorced."
So she never intended to be with him, not even for a moment. She married him because of an imperial decree, and stayed here these past months to have her legs treated.
The night is still, and the waning moon curves like a hook.
Her face full of grievance, she drags her injured legs to the bedside.
He wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her back into his embrace, covering her stubborn, resistant eyes as he slowly buries his face in her vulnerable neck.
"Be good, Xiangxiang. You're frail. Don't run away, and don't abandon me."
Note: The main story is told from the heroine's perspective. 1v1, first love for both leads, and the heroine will recover the use of her legs.
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Synopsis first posted on April 20, 2026, and a screenshot has been saved.
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