It wasn't until the imperial decree ordering her marriage arrived at her door that Song Shu learned the Crown Prince, who had always seemed so devoted, had never loved her. All their sweet, tender moments had been nothing but an act.
He even loathed Song Shu, which was why he had betrothed her to Prince Yong, Yan Quan, who had been crippled and imprisoned in a separate estate.
He wanted to watch her bright pearl be covered in dust, her delicate beauty ground into the mud.
In a red dress and a small sedan chair, Song Shu was carried into the estate.
She remembered Prince Yong Yan Quan as proud and aloof, a gentleman of noble character, as if carved and polished to perfection.
But after spending time together, she found the man in the estate completely different from the one in her memory.
He wanted her to feed him his medicine, keep him company when he was in pain, and soothe him when he felt unwell...
Knowing he was in poor health, Song Shu indulged him in everything.
She even wanted to save up some money to support her frail husband.
But before she had saved enough, the former Crown Prince, now the new emperor, suddenly changed his mind and called her back to the palace.
Gifts poured into Weiyang Palace, and word spread across the realm: the Song girl would be made empress.
Half a month later, dark clouds veiled the moon outside Weiyang Palace, and the blue bricks were stained with blood.
Song Shu watched as the man who had been too weak to care for himself came slowly toward her from the shadows, a sword in his hand.
Blood dripped from the dark blade. He reached out and gripped her chin, his fingertips cold to the bone.
A chilling smile crossed his jade-white face as he murmured, "So Ah Shu doesn't like them frail. If I'd known, I wouldn't have pretended."
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1. An alternate world, with some background inspired by the Tang dynasty. Please don't nitpick the history.
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Mingzhu, the eldest daughter of the Wanxian Sect, had it all: her father was the sect master of the cultivation world's greatest sect, her mother was a descendant of Nuwa, and she was born with profound cultivation, a distinguished family, and a life that went her way. People called her "Lady Good Fortune."
But on the night of her sixteenth birthday, she had a dream. In it, she was the fake heiress in a tale about a true and false heiress. The Wanxian Sect's true-born daughter was actually the new junior sister who had just joined the sect. In the story, afraid her true identity would be exposed, Mingzhu did many terrible things to bully the junior sister. Eventually, the truth came out, and she was driven from the Wanxian Sect. She wandered the streets and died fighting stray dogs for scraps.
When Mingzhu woke up and discovered that everything in her dream was true, she went to tell the sect master and his wife. They acknowledged the junior sister as their daughter, while Mingzhu remained at the Wanxian Sect.
The sect master and his wife continued to treat Mingzhu as affectionately as ever. But whenever Mingzhu looked at the junior sister's beautiful, almost otherworldly face, so thin and delicate, she felt she owed her a great deal.
So at the apprenticeship ceremony, when the junior sister said she liked Mingzhu's personal jade pendant, Mingzhu gave it to her without hesitation. At the gathering of the sects, when someone slandered the junior sister, Mingzhu stepped forward and shielded her. In the Cangcong Secret Realm, when the junior sister was gravely injured and fell unconscious, Mingzhu tended to her wounds and kept watch all night.
The longer Mingzhu spent with her junior sister, the more adorable she found her.
She was beautiful, powerful, and clingy. Most of all, she loved tugging at Mingzhu's sleeve and calling her "Big Sister."
Until one day, when the entire cultivation world attacked the Wanxian Sect and Mingzhu saw no hope of escape, the junior sister, dressed in red and wielding a golden blade, stepped in front of her.
In the bleak sunlight, the golden blade flashed like lightning and a shooting star. The swordswoman's figure was proud and fearless. Only then did Mingzhu finally understand two things.
Her junior sister was a young man.
And that young man was the legendary Red-Robed Demon Lord, who killed without batting an eye.
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The Demon Lord Rong Mu had his identity switched when he was young. He endured countless hardships and grew up twisted and weary of the world.
At first, Rong Mu stayed by Mingzhu's side just to see how amusing it would be if "Lady Good Fortune," who had taken his identity, no longer had any good fortune in life.
He never expected that later he would willingly place every good thing in the world before her, wishing only that she would live forever, with good fortune year after year.
Gentle, resilient ray of sunshine * twisted, world-weary demon lord
A story of healing
Theme: Only by becoming strong yourself can you stay calm through life's storms.
The Moonlit Mistake
All the Kids I Created Turned Dark
Finding Out the Cult Leader Is the Villain
Finding Out My Father Is the Villain
Mistaking the Demon Lord for My Junior Sister
I Drove the Tyrant Mad
A Guest Arrives on a Cold Night
Saving the Pitiful Little Villain [Quick Transmigration]
The Golden Branch Above
Meng Nujiao
Crossing the Azure Dragon
The Former Crown Princess Is Forced Back to Work