Sweet, sensitive puppy-like boy vs. spoiled, willful darling wife
An Wanjun came from a family of scholars. Her father and brothers were all trusted confidants of the emperor, but with the political situation in turmoil, the An family chose a husband for her to prevent her marriage from being exploited.
Hearing that the He family's eldest son, He Yichen, was gentle by nature, passed the provincial examinations at fifteen, and became renowned in the capital for his talent at eighteen, An Wanjun was delighted and agreed to meet him.
But at their first meeting, he was put off after she accidentally revealed her innate strength. The young nobleman burst into tears, throwing all decorum aside. Furious, she swung her hand and gave him a huge bump on the head to vent her anger.
When they met again, he was perfectly courteous, apologizing bashfully and obediently. When an outsider falsely accused her, he stood up to protect her. Her heart stirred, and she agreed to marry him.
But on their wedding night, he used their past to suggest they sleep in separate rooms. Then he went too far and tried to ask for a divorce. Furious, she chased him around a pillar for half the night, until he cowered in a corner, trembling and too frightened to mention divorce again.
Her gentle treatment failed to win his special attention. In a fit of anger, she took him by force and made up for the wedding night they'd missed. Then she used retreat as a way to advance, until he surrendered of his own accord and started acting sweet to please her.
Through the years, just as they were growing closer and more in love, he brought up divorce again. Furious, she demanded with her pregnant belly out front, "If my husband abandons me, this child will take the Jiang surname!"
He Yichen: Near death, he jolts upright. My wife, don't leave me!
He Yichen had once imagined his future wife as refined, intelligent, quiet, and virtuous. But as an orphaned child living with his widowed mother, he had to tread carefully in the He family, and he didn't want to drag an innocent young woman into their troubles. By a twist of fate, he married An Wanjun instead.
She seemed as delicate as a willow in the wind, but was actually domineering and unreasonable. She used her strength to bully him as she pleased, yet he secretly felt relieved that her assertive nature kept her from being mistreated by his relatives.
He was timid and indecisive. Though he loved her, his inner reservations kept him from consummating their marriage.
He believed he should let her divorce him and marry again, hoping she could escape the misery of life with the He family. But she used her strength to pry open the cracks in his heart, and her tenderness and thoughtfulness left him bewitched.
When he finally opened his heart and wept, she held his face, their noses touching. A rich fragrance filled the air, carrying the sound of their intertwined heartbeats.
At last, he understood the line from the book: "In life or death, we made our vow. I will hold your hand and grow old with you."
A little scene:
1:
At a clan gathering one day, He Yichen's uncle tried to use his status as an elder to raise a hand against someone. An Wanjun knocked him out with a single swing of her stick.
Facing their relatives, who glared and demanded an explanation, He Yichen calmly picked up the stick from An Wanjun's hand, wrapped a strip of cloth around it, and complained, "The splinters on this stick are as fine as needles. Darling, next time, choose one with a smoother surface."
The uncle, knocked out on the ground: !?
2:
One day, after a quarrel, He Yichen took the initiative to make it up to her.
In an unnoticed corner, An Wanjun smiled coquettishly and pinned him firmly against the wall. "Tonight, husband, will you choose the outer room or the inner chamber?"
He Yichen lowered his round eyes, full of affection, and stepped forward to seal her lips with his. "I choose you, my darling."
Reading guide:
1. Both leads are each other's only partners, happy ending. Neither is perfect, and they grow together.
2. Lighthearted household intrigue, with foolish villains.
Theme: Share the work of the fields and the bed, and don't let honor and disgrace divide our hearts.