I Flirted with the Chancellor, Then Failed to Run Away

Yuan Zhi, the legitimate daughter of the Yuan family, was beautiful as an immortal, with a slender waist and graceful bearing. After her engagement was broken off, heartbroken and dejected, she drank herself into a stupor. When she woke the next morning, she saw the person beside her sleeping peacefully, as if he were an exiled immortal. When she saw the man's silvery hair, bright as moonlight, her heart sank. This is bad. Taking advantage of the moonlight, Yuan Zhi made a quick decision, lifted her skirt, and ran. When they met again, he was Feng Xuange, the exalted chancellor of the Great Liang. Yuan Zhi thought he didn't remember her. Until he smiled at her and took a step closer. "Miss Yuan, have you and I ever..." Yuan Zhi was so startled she dropped her pastry and hurried backward. "My lord, we're not that familiar. Nothing happened. Please show some restraint." A trace of cunning flickered in Feng Xuange's eyes at her answer. Only then did Yuan Zhi realize what was going on. She berated him inwardly: That old fox! He actually tricked me into revealing myself! - Guilty as a thief, Yuan Zhi always avoided Feng Xuange. Then recently, she began feeling unwell and losing her appetite. When she heard that these were signs of pregnancy for women in the stories, she panicked completely. She smiled serenely at Feng Xuange and invited him to go boating and enjoy the spring scenery. Behind his back, she packed her belongings and prepared to run. But just as she was about to leave, someone let the news slip. Feng Xuange, who had killed countless people, actually threw down his sword. He hadn't even had time to change out of his blood-spattered red robes when he cornered her in the woods outside the capital. Suppressing his anger, he forced a smile and gritted out, "You said we weren't familiar? You're pregnant with my child and still want to run, Yuan Zhi. You've really got some nerve." Yuan Zhi's little mouth trembled as tears welled in her eyes. She said sweetly, "My lord..." "I just wanted to go out for a little walk." Later, rumors spread all over Chang'an. Everyone said that the stone-faced, heartless Feng Xuange had finally acquired a weakness. Yuan Zhi was thoroughly exasperated. Feng Xuange soothed her: "Leave everything to me." Yuan Zhi believed him. The emperor arranged their marriage, and Yuan Zhi was alarmed. Feng Xuange soothed her again: "It's hard to refuse His Majesty." Yuan Zhi believed him again. Little by little, he finally coaxed her into taking hold of the wedding sash and marrying into the chancellor's residence. Feng Xuange's foxlike eyes brimmed with laughter, and he could barely contain the joy between his brows. At last, the great weight on his heart had lifted. In this life, no one under heaven or above earth would ever take her away from his side. Only then did Yuan Zhi realize: Hm? Had she been tricked?! Busy lately. Updates every other day. 1. A wildly eclectic historical setting! 2. A haughty young lady who is strong on the outside but weak within x a charming, seductive chancellor who is a smiling tiger. 3. One-on-one romance, both leads have only ever been with each other. 4. Please don't check the rankings. 5. The running-away plot happens quite late. Coming soon: Who Started the Rumor That My Husband Is Impotent? The biggest mistake Qi Zhaoyue ever made in her life was marrying Chu Yin. After being reborn, before Qi Zhaoyue could divorce Chu Yin, she turned her head and saw Fang Tingyun standing in front of the bed curtains. She was instantly dumbfounded. Wait, after being reborn, even her husband had changed? Beneath the red wedding curtains, Qi Zhaoyue and Fang Tingyun stared at each other in silence. After a long while, she finally heard a teasing voice. Fang Tingyun's eyes were deep. He lifted Qi Zhaoyue's chin with the wedding scale and said in a cool voice, "What, do you feel wronged to be my, Fang Tingyun's, wife?" Looking at that devastatingly handsome face, Qi Zhaoyue's throat moved despite herself. Wronged... I... I certainly don't feel wronged. The next day, after the servants tidied away the clean wedding handkerchief, rumors began to spread. "Miss Qi probably isn't favored by the marquis..." "I heard she only managed to marry into the household by using underhanded means..." "She must be a seductress. No wonder Young Master Chu didn't want her..." With three people repeating a rumor, it became the truth. Even Chu Yin heard it and went out of his way to stop her at the spring banquet. With a self-righteous air, he said, "I hear my cousin doesn't favor you. If you're willing to lower your head, I can speak to him..." Qi Zhaoyue's heart tightened. She instinctively took half a step back and said through gritted teeth, "My husband and I are deeply devoted to each other. There's no need for Young Master Chu to worry." Watching the rumors fly everywhere, Qi Zhaoyue felt increasingly uneasy. When her close friend asked about it, Qi Zhaoyue gritted her teeth and whispered, "The wedding handkerchief was clean because our marquis, he..." As soon as she finished speaking, her friend's expression changed abruptly. Qi Zhaoyue turned her stiff neck and suddenly met Fang Tingyun's face, black as ink. His eyes were deep, and he gritted out, "Who did you say... can't... perform?" It's over. Theme: Letting go of the wrong person is how you meet the right one.