Three Winters of Change

This story has been discontinued. I’m very sorry. *bows deeply*

Fu Yu was surveying farmland when a sudden downpour forced him to take shelter under the same eaves as a woman.

Her long, crow-feather-dark lashes drooped as she raised a snow-scented fan to hide her lovely face. The only thing that could be sensed was her cool, delicate fragrance, which seeped into one’s very bones.

A friend told Fu Yu, “That’s Han Zhi, the eldest young lady of the Han family.”

Fu Yu said nothing.

His friend continued, “I hear her in-laws divorced her in the capital for being too jealous.”

Fu Yu replied, “Then her ex-husband must have taken three wives and four concubines.”

His friend said, “I hear she’s skilled at making perfume, but people who use her scents end up getting sick.”

Fu Yu said coldly, “If they’re sick, they should see a doctor. Why blame her?”

His friend hesitated, then asked, “What, have you fallen for her?”

Fu Yu sat up straight. “Stop asking. She doesn’t want me to say.”

His friend: “…”

While A Zhi was still in the capital, she often heard people talk about Fu Yu.

He was a top scholar, skilled in poetry, prose, and literature of every kind. He was peerlessly handsome, a gentleman in every sense, warm and courteous. Even a princess chased after him.

Unfortunately, the emperor valued him so highly that he sent him away from the capital to gain experience.

Later, when Han Zhi met him, the top scholar had grown tanned, but his talent and looks were just as impeccable as the rumors claimed.

There was just one thing: he had nothing whatsoever in common with a “gentleman.”

After all, no gentleman would pin her against a wall and say in a low voice, “If you don’t say anything, I’m going to kiss you.”

PS: 1v1, both leads have had no prior sexual partners

Laid-back, slow-moving heroine × outgoing, people-pleasing hero

I’m a hopeless romantic. The heroine has been married before, but I still want them both to be each other’s first. *sobs*

Theme: Never give up hope in love