Marrying the Powerful Minister Again

A distant cousin came to stay with the family. He was as graceful as a jade tree, standing tall and apart like a mountain peak. Though his family had fallen into decline, his refinement remained undiminished.

A young girl's heart stirred. With her lovely face and figure, Feng Yiyi gave her heart to him and shyly greeted him: "Cousin Zhao."

When her doting father learned of his daughter's feelings, he called in a favor and forced Lou Zhao to marry into the Feng family.

After the wedding, Lou Zhao devoted himself to the imperial examinations and remained distant. No matter how attentively Feng Yiyi cared for him, all her warmth went to waste. Only then did she learn what it meant to force a melon from its vine.

The following year, Lou Zhao went to the capital for the spring examinations. It was then that 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 caught and thrown into the residence of the Vice Director of the Chancellery, bound hand and foot.

A man sat in a high seat, dressed in an official robe embroidered in five colors. His expression was as indifferent as ever.

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

In coarse gray clothes, her figure and beauty completely concealed, she spoke in a gentle, spring-like voice: "My lord, what happened back then was all my family's fault. I beg you to grant me a letter of divorce."

Lou Zhao swept her with a sharp gaze, and saw the young woman shrink back in fright.

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 lightly tapped the corner of the table with his finger. "Madam is mistaken. I hold grudges over the smallest slight."

He had searched for her for two years, yet she had thought of countless ways out and never once considered coming to him. Whose child was it, that she wanted him to treat with magnanimity?

Note: One-on-one, both leads' first love and first time, rekindled romance, mutual salvation.

Theme: Gale or storm, there's still sunshine in my heart!