Excuse Me, Who Are You, My Husband?

Su Qinghua finally woke up. Wearing wedding robes and lying in an unfamiliar bed, she was still alive, but had forgotten most of her past: She remembered her mother, but not where she lived. She remembered getting married, but not who she had married. When a man in red robes entered, she had a hazy, strange recollection of his handsome face. A romantic scene of their lips meeting rose in her mind... but she couldn't remember anything else. Well, they'd kissed, so he had to be her husband. Afraid he'd realize she wasn't right in the head and divorce her just after she'd joined his family, Qinghua began a clumsy performance, pretending to be a virtuous wife and acting as if nothing was wrong. Then one day, as she passed through the old street, she saw a portrait, and a crack finally opened in her memory. The man she'd been playing the devoted wife to was not her husband at all! It wasn't an ordinary portrait, but a wanted notice from the local government office. The paper was old and worn, but four large characters were still perfectly clear: The Flower-Picking Thief ※ Updated daily (no update Wednesday due to the featured slot; extra chapter Thursday) 1v1 HE ※ Recommended upcoming novel: Crown of Favor Mo Xia, the daughter of a Deputy Minister of Works, was not eligible to marry into a foreign royal family. But someone at court insisted on recommending her, praising her unrivaled beauty and saying that making her a princess sent to secure a marriage alliance would ensure peace between the two nations. Once the imperial decree arrived, her whole family felt as if doomsday had come. They began pulling every string they could to beg the emperor to rescind it. Remembering that she and Prince Chen had been childhood friends, and that she had once done him a favor, Mo Xia swallowed her pride and went to ask him for help. But the gentle, timid boy she'd known had grown into a surly man. He eyed her coldly. "What, your father didn't tell you that I was the one who recommended you to Father Emperor?" Mo Xia was stunned... Watching the young woman cry until she could barely catch her breath, Prince Chen began to feel conflicted. Why hadn't the satisfaction of avenging his great grievance come as promised? Instead, it felt as if something soft in his heart had been stabbed... ※ Recommended upcoming novel: Spring Breeze's Regard The King of Changliu, Huo Huaijing, had won countless honors and made a name for himself along the border. But after a hundred victories, one careless mistake cost him dearly during his campaign in Wu. He drank wine laced with a love potion and fell for a beauty's trap. Afterwards, the enchantress clutched a strip of white silk and wept without end... until he agreed not to kill the Wu royal family. A campaign that should have been a sure victory turned into peace talks. Back in the capital, knowing the enchantress had given herself to him, he planned to settle her in a side courtyard. Before he could go fetch her, he heard she had already entered the capital and gone into the palace... Pulling Wen Jiu aside, he demanded sternly, "What are you doing here?" The enchantress remained composed. "To thank your emperor for his mercy." "It was this prince who spared Wu!" "But I've already thanked Your Highness for your favor~" She fluttered her long lashes, perfectly at ease, as if they owed each other nothing. Huo Huaijing's face darkened. He'd thought she would at least remember him with some fondness... He warned her coldly, "To enter the imperial harem, you'll have to be examined." Wen Jiu gave a soft laugh. "What is there to fear when I am still a virgin?" With that, she walked away in graceful, measured steps, while he stood rooted to the spot like a clay statue. She was a virgin? Then what was he...? Theme: Follow your heart, and let the sunshine pour in