“My brother's name is He Lanyu, and everyone in Shengjing knows him.”
From the day she was born, Wen Yao was betrothed to the third son of the He family next door. But when she grew up, she married someone else.
On her wedding day, He Lanyu got drunk and stormed into her bridal chamber in a fury. That night, he was dragged back home and had one of his legs broken. He never appeared before Wen Yao again.
In the fifth year of her marriage, the imperial throne changed hands. Both Wen Yao's family and her husband's family had unfortunately backed the losing side in the succession struggle. Her husband fell gravely ill and died, leaving her a widow.
Meanwhile, Third Young Master He, who had vanished for years, rose to become one of the new emperor's most trusted officials, basking in glory and wielding immense power.
When they met again, He Lanyu welcomed her into the He residence with the grandest of ceremonies, only to make her his lowly concubine.
Wen Yao knew that He Lanyu saw her as nothing more than a beautiful porcelain ornament, one he had gone to great lengths to obtain and set before him, a vessel for all the resentment and anger he had accumulated over the past five years.
He Lanyu also knew that what one could not have seemed most precious. He only had to wait until the bitterness in his heart faded. Then that woman would become little more than a comfort, no longer important.
But in truth, human desire knows no bounds. At first, even after he had her, he still wanted her heart. Once he had captured her heart, he wanted to spend every day and night with her, raise children together, and share a grave when they died.
Theme: Treasure the people before you. Take everything seriously, and don't wait until it's too late to regret what you missed.
