Everyone in the capital envied Lu Yun Zhao, a merchant's daughter who had married into the prestigious Rong family.
In the first year after she married into the family, the Rong family's good-for-nothing son suddenly started studying in earnest, as if he had been exorcised.
He even passed the imperial exams, and his official career took off, carrying him all the way to the post of Vice Minister.
He even used his merit to secure Lu Yun Zhao an official title.
Lu Yun Zhao controlled half the capital's financial lifelines, while Rong Lou's official career flourished.
Together, they were the capital's best-known model couple, treating each other with respect and living in perfect harmony.
One day, Lu Yun Zhao was going over the accounts at a teahouse when a servant from the manor rushed in, panicking and crying, “Madam! The master was hit by a carriage and has gone crazy!”
Lu Yun Zhao hurriedly dropped everything and rushed back to the Rong residence. There she saw her usually refined and gentle husband standing on a table, hands on his hips, speaking with arrogant hostility.
“Who are you people? Get away from me. Don't come near me.”
“I'm only seventeen. Where would I get a wife? And you're going to tattle on me!”
The man's gaze met hers, and his bluster suddenly died away.
Lu Yun Zhao said calmly, “Husband, get down.”
Rong Lou obeyed without thinking. Only after putting one foot on the ground did he realize that the beautiful woman had just called him...
Husband.
Her usually composed husband landed on the floor, then sprang back up and pointed at her, shouting, “You're my wife? Then what about Xiao Taohong?”
Lu Yun Zhao's expression darkened.
Lu Yun Zhao lost both her parents at eight. After a difficult journey, she finally became the proprietress of the biggest teahouse in Shengjing, having built her business from the ground up.
Recently, a young nobleman had been showing up at her cosmetics shop again and again, saying one day that he was buying something for his younger sister, and the next that it was for his older sister.
Lu Yun Zhao had always admired men of learning, so she patiently helped him choose things for several days.
Until one day, he said, “Today, I'm buying something for the woman I love.”
For some reason, Lu Yun Zhao felt a little hollow inside. Still, she smiled politely and handed him a white jade hairpin. From his description, the woman would probably like something simple.
The next day, the man blushed as he tucked the white jade hairpin into her hair.
Later, she told him, “I'm a merchant.”
Scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants: merchants belonged at the bottom of society.
Rong Lou smiled tenderly. “Then I'll give you all my shops.”
Lu Yun Zhao smiled.
Later, Rong Lou heard a rumor, invented by who knew whom in the capital, that his wife had pursued him relentlessly. He couldn't help laughing.
Heaven knew how exhausting it was for a clueless playboy like him to pretend to be a gentleman.
But Lu Yun Zhao liked gentlemen, didn't she?
If he wasn't one, he could still pretend, couldn't he?
Xiao Taohong has absolutely no role in the story, and the male lead doesn't like her.
The male lead has always loved the female lead: love at first sight, then affection that deepens over time.
Even after losing his memory, he falls for her at first sight all over again.
The female lead only gradually opens her heart after they marry.
Theme: Loving someone completely
