Gazing North from the Northern Frontier

[First novel, I know my writing and plot aren't great, and nothing else is either. Read at your own risk]

Blurb:

A sickly-but-not-weak general gong~a cool, refined civil official shou

One bitter winter, Xia Yizheng casually rescued a little rice dumpling who was being pinned in the snow while someone stuffed snow down his collar. He declared that he would protect him, only to be coldly rejected. So he protected him openly and bullied him on the sly.

Back then, Lin Chuhuai thought the two of them were destined to be at odds.

But after that man spent years stationed at the border, everything was beyond his expectations when he returned.

After a plot left the battlefield's fiercest general gravely wounded and on the brink of death, no one dared refuse the emperor's marriage decree. Lin Chuhuai alone petitioned to be granted the marriage.

Everyone congratulated them on being a match made in heaven. Only Lin Chuhuai smiled without a word. He was marrying him simply to save his life.

Xia Yizheng: Marry me?

Later, Lin Chuhuai looked at the man rubbing his lower back with a thoroughly satisfied expression and, for the first time in his life, hit someone. The man he hit just grinned like a fool.

After that, this fool looked at him like a dog spotting a bone, always wanting to pounce and take a bite.

From the day they married, when the man conspired with his mother to take every horse in the city so he could ride with Lin Chuhuai, then pressed against his back and whispered, "Changyun, my heart hurts. I can't sit still," Lin Chuhuai had felt that something was off.

So exactly what had gone wrong with his memory?

What could a young general possibly have in mind? He just wants his wife to feel sorry for him and give him a kiss.

Gong: I'm invincible when my wife isn't around, but when she is, I strategically act sick.

Shou: Are you trying to scam me?

Upcoming novel: The Lazy Fish Turns Over on Its Own

Shen Tinglan transmigrated into a book, becoming the destined early-dead white moonlight of the protagonist gong.

The reason for his death was probably that a living white moonlight wasn't unforgettable enough.

Reasonable, correct, and extremely unfriendly to him.

In the original story, Prince Heng was a sweet, obedient cutie who knew how to act coy, and he immediately captured protagonist gong Pei Yujin's heart.

If that's the protagonist gong's type, wouldn't a loud tea-art master who climbs walls and plays the suona be the exact opposite?

Shen Tinglan had spent years living the 996 grind, going bald. With such a perfect chance to lie flat and enjoy retirement, of course he wasn't about to leave early.

Avoiding them wasn't his style. A brave hero had to take the initiative.

A clever hero also had to learn to draw inferences and cover all the bases.

He would stir up trouble while doing his best to bring the protagonist gong and shou together for a happy life. That way, he could retire and lie flat sooner, too.

Thanks to his efforts, the protagonist gong and shou enjoyed romantic dates beneath the flowers and moon, drank wine and composed poetry, and supported one another as equals in the officialdom.

Good. How wonderful.

But then one day, Shen Tinglan saw with his own eyes as Pei Yujin held a knife to the neck of his destined beloved, Chi Yan.

"Poetry, wine, talent: there's nothing you can compare to me in. If you know what's good for you, stay away from him."

The man with a knife at his neck wore a cold smile, too. "Even if I fall short of Your Excellency in those things, His Highness still values me."

Their eyes met, sparks flying.

So which part had gone wrong?

Was he really doomed to die young after all?!

Theme: A love for country and people, and a hope for peace and prosperity