Cherishing His Wife Like Life Itself

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Blurb:

Everyone says that Lu Jinyan, the third son of the Beiping Marquis's household, is learned and talented, with a brilliant literary reputation. He once came top in all three imperial examinations, then rose swiftly through the ranks after entering government. Unfortunately, there are many beautiful maids at his side, so the noble ladies of the capital keep their distance. In the end, Jiang Wanrong is the one who marries him.

Jiang Wanrong has been reborn, and she knows this man is ruthless, ambitious, and destined to command a vast army and stand above all others.

Knowing that, she decides to marry into the Lu family and be a good Third Madam Lu. No romance, just a life where she can have whatever she wants.

Until she notices that her husband's gaze is growing more and more unsettling. When she is lying on the bed, nearly out of breath, she finally realizes that while she has no interest in romance, someone else does!

Mini-scene:

After marrying Lu Jinyan, Jiang Wanrong loves to tell people how wonderfully he treats her, just to make their marriage seem affectionate.

She tells the stories with such vivid detail, down to the time and place. Before long, everyone in the capital believes that Chief Councillor Lu, who holds power over the court, loves his wife more than life itself.

Lu Jinyan laughs in exasperation.

"I hear I'm madly in love with you?" Lu Jinyan looks at his wife, who wishes she could bury her head in the ground, and adds with a faint smile, "Can't live without you, either?"

Jiang Wanrong looks terribly embarrassed, her phoenix eyes glistening. "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

The man's Adam's apple bobs. He suddenly leans over her. She nervously clutches the quilt beneath her and stammers, "What are you going to do?"

He chuckles, his voice low and hoarse, each word striking her eardrums. "I want to find out just how I can't live without you."

Two couples, one-on-one. The other women are just a misunderstanding.

A Taste of Your Dragon Aura

Lu Yunrao has a pair of exceptionally bright, limpid eyes and a slender, fair figure. The youngest daughter of the Dingbei Marquis's household, she is utterly doted on. Her only drawback is her frail health. Some people even bet on how long she will live.

Her mother strokes her head and watches her dazed expression before finally sighing. "Don't worry. Your father and brothers will protect you. All I hope is that you stay safe and well."

Lu Yunrao feels like crying. She clearly remembers how, in her previous life, after her older sister married, their grandfather was impeached, the Crown Prince's failed rebellion dragged the entire Lu family into exile, and every last one of them was banished.

Now she has been reborn just as her sister is about to receive an arranged marriage, so she feels even more like crying.

Everyone says the Loyal and Brave Marquis misses his late wife and loves his son with all his heart. Lu Yunrao remembers clearly, though, the refined young man kneeling rigidly on the blue stone slabs in winter, his thin clothes stained with blood from the Loyal and Brave Marquis's whip.

Her life is short. Hoping to borrow some dragon aura and stay alive, she walks over to him, takes out a packet of medicine, and offers it with utmost sincerity. "Take this. It will stop the pain."

The boy looks up. In the cold sunlight, his features seem even more refined, his back straight as a lone pine, but his gaze is as cold as ice. "Get lost."

So she gets lost, crouching off to the side, all aggrieved. It's not like she can't absorb dragon aura from over here.

In his youth, Jiang Xingzhou was lower than the grass, sunk into the dirt, and became someone he himself despised. Yet even so, there was always a little girl behind him, gazing up at him and never leaving. So he tried to become a good person, someone A'rao would think was good.

That's why he never understood why A'rao wanted to leave. The general, whose hands had once been stained with blood, kneels before her on one knee, his body trembling. "So you don't want me anymore either, is that it?" It's so angsty, but I'm not saying a thing about it.

Theme: Love life and all that is beautiful. Strive with all your might and fear no storm.