Embracing Beauty

Her family fell, and Shu Shu lost her protection.

Once the lofty daughter of the Grand Tutor, she became an object of everyone’s desire,

and was even sent to the prince’s manor as spoils of war.

On a rainy night, a cruel, cold man

pressed his bloodstained hand to her face. “No regrets?”

Shu Shu gripped the cushion beneath her, trembling with fear.

Her pearly teeth gently bit her soft lip, and her dewy eyes blinked.

The beauty was so charming she seemed boneless, her allure all the more striking.

Her soft sobs rang in his ears,

and before he knew it, he found himself thinking of her constantly.

From then on, he wanted to keep her locked at his side.

Everyone knew the Shu family had ruined Xue Jian’s claim to the throne years ago.

They were just waiting for their daughter to meet a gruesome end at his hands.

It seemed the rumors were confirmed,

for the girl was never seen again.

Shu Shu sat by the window, gazing at the vast blue sky,

her slender waist relaxed.

The person behind her twined his fingers in her hair and pulled her back into his arms.

His thin lips brushed her ear.

“Shu Shu, stop dreaming. The outside world isn’t for you!”

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Her distant cousin came to stay with her family. He was as elegant as an orchid tree, standing alone like a mountain in the distance. Though his family had fallen into decline, he had lost none of his refined charm.

The young girl had fallen in love. With her lovely face and graceful bearing, Feng Yiyi gave her heart to him and shyly greeted him with a curtsy. “Cousin Zhao.”

Her father, who doted on her, learned of her feelings and used his past kindness as leverage, forcing Lou Zhao to marry into the Feng family.

After the wedding, Lou Zhao devoted himself to the imperial examinations and treated her coldly. Even when Feng Yiyi fussed over him, all her warmth went unreturned. Only then did she learn what it meant to force a relationship.

The following year, Lou Zhao went to the capital for the spring examinations. That was when disaster struck the Feng family. A great fire burned everything to the ground, and no one survived.

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Two years later, Feng Yiyi, who had long since changed her name and hidden her identity, was captured and thrown into the residence of the Vice Minister of the Central Secretariat, bound hand and foot.

The man sat in a seat of honor, dressed in a brightly embroidered official robe. His expression was as indifferent as ever.

Feng Yiyi knelt with her head bowed on the cold, hard celadon tiles. The past came flooding back. She knew better than anyone that the Feng family was a stain on Lou Zhao’s reputation.

Dressed in coarse gray cloth that concealed her figure and beauty, she spoke in a voice as clear as a spring. “My lord, my family was at fault back then. I only ask that you grant me a letter of divorce.”

Lou Zhao’s sharp gaze swept over her, and he saw the young woman shrink in fear.

Feng Yiyi took a deep breath. “I have an elderly father to care for and a young child to raise. My lord, please be magnanimous...”

Lou Zhao tapped the corner of the table with one finger. “You’re mistaken, Madam. I repay every slight.”

He had spent two years searching for her, while she had thought of a thousand ways out and never once considered coming to him. Whose child was it, then, that he was supposed to be magnanimous toward?

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The day Fu Yuancheng took me home was probably the most wretched day of my life. He didn’t care that I was a half-crippled servant girl with amnesia. He patiently helped me recover from my injuries.

Later, I learned he had chosen me at first sight because I looked like the woman he loved. Even so, I became his mistress in place of her and stayed by his side. He was my benefactor, and I had nowhere else to go.

Fu Yuancheng was exceptionally handsome, with a face few could rival. When he smiled, he was graceful as a jade tree in the breeze. When he was angry, he still smiled as he reached out and crushed someone’s throat...

Fortunately, he treated me well and granted my every request. He simply never let me leave the manor, saying the world was full of wicked people. But I understood that when the woman he loved returned, I would have to leave. That would be my way of repaying him.

I suffered from a chronic illness, and Fu Yuancheng always fed me my medicine. Then one day, he had to leave early, and I couldn’t resist pouring out the bitter medicine I could barely swallow. After that, the empty, numb recesses of my mind began to stir with faint memories...

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On a snowy New Year’s Eve, Fu Yuancheng said he would take me home. Clutching a wine flask, I staggered up the nine-story riverside tower.

Fu Yuancheng chased me to the foot of the tower. He smiled gently, just as he always had, but his voice trembled. “Yu’er, listen to me. Don’t move!”

I accidentally dropped the flask and laughed. “Your Majesty, you’ve spent a whole year pretending to be in love with your subject’s wife. Aren’t you tired?”

Amid the wind and snow, I paid no attention to Fu Yuancheng’s shock. I leaped straight into the churning, icy river.

As the freezing water swallowed me, I heard Fu Yuancheng roar, “Find her for me!”

Theme: Break free from hardship, keep moving forward, and build a beautiful life.