The Princess and the Blacksmith

Jiang Luyun was a princess of the previous dynasty. The new emperor, in his magnanimity, spared her life and sent her to a village in the countryside to live in seclusion.

Life in the countryside was hard: no servants to wait on her, no money to her name, and no pretty boys to keep her entertained.

Unable to lift or carry anything, she scraped by selling calligraphy and paintings.

The days were dull, but at least she had enough to eat. The real nuisance was the blacksmith across the street, who spent all day hammering away with his shirt off, clanging and clattering nonstop.

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Lu Cheng joined the army at seventeen. After retiring and returning home at twenty, he became a blacksmith.

Not long after he put up his sign, a lovely young woman moved in across the street.

She was educated and could earn silver just by writing and painting with a brush. He admired her for that, though her temper wasn't great. She'd come over to pick a fight whenever she felt like it, claiming he was disturbing her.

How could blacksmithing not be noisy?

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One day, Jiang Luyun was woken from her afternoon nap by the noise. She grabbed a fan and stormed over to the house across the street. After looking around and finding no one, she heard water in the back courtyard, kicked open the back door, and froze.

He was bathing naked. When he saw her, he silently moved the wooden tub in front of himself to cover up.

Back when Jiang Luyun was a princess, she had kept at least eight pretty boys.

Honestly, all eight of their physiques put together couldn't compare to this one man's.

She had to admit it: she was a lech.

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Lu Cheng had been finding his neighbor's behavior strange lately. The young woman across the street had asked him to make her an iron bed and came by every day to supervise. Now she didn't even mind the noise.

Her gaze burned hotter than the flames in his forge, making his whole body itch.

He couldn't understand why a young woman would want a bed made of iron.

She smiled and said an iron bed was sturdy.

Only later did he realize she'd had the bed made for him.

P.S.: The female lead has experience, while the male lead does not.

Theme: A simple life