Princess Mingrou

Ming Rou had always looked down on Pei Wang, because their relationship had gotten off to a very unpleasant start.

Pei Wang was a burly man admired by every woman on the grasslands. The first time he ever abducted a bride, he took the woman he'd coveted for a long time, the woman who had always fiercely resisted him and regarded him as an enemy: a peerless beauty from the Jiangnan waterways, graceful in every step, gentle and alluring, with skin like ice and bones like jade.

After getting together with Pei Wang, Ming Rou's daily mission was to find every possible way to kill him and escape.

Pei Wang's favorite thing to do each day was watch her make a fuss and run away, then catch the trailing end of her robe just as she was about to escape and pull her into his arms.

A little scene:

One afternoon, the green apricot tree was laden with fruit. On a whim, Pei Wang rolled up his sleeves and climbed up himself, picking four or five apricots. He turned and smiled at Ming Rou, who stood behind him with an arrow aimed at him. "My beloved consort, these are for you."

Ming Rou touched the child in her belly. The next instant, she decisively raised her bow and shot the sharp arrow in her hand at him without hesitation. "I don't want this child."

Pei Wang nimbly dodged the arrow, but didn't get angry. He merely washed the apricots and said gently, "All right. But let's eat first, then talk about it."

His eyes were full of tender affection. Ming Rou turned her face away and refused to take the fruit, lowering her gaze to the ground, where their shadows overlapped. At some point, he had become her shadow.

*A delicate yet stubborn, passionate beauty from Jiangnan x a wild, possessive, doting, scheming, devoted grassland prince*

"Blurb written on July 30, 2021"

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Feng Juzheng, the current dynasty's second-ranked assistant councilor, was graceful and refined, like jade and bamboo. He was known throughout the capital as a cool, aloof gentleman.

On the day he entered the Grand Secretariat, the emperor praised his conduct by writing up his life story for students across the realm to use as an example.

Little did anyone know that once the document was published, not only did students recite it every day, but the noblewomen of the capital took it to heart as well.

The reason was simple. The document mentioned: "Juzheng's family was poor. As a child, he often went hungry and wore clothes too threadbare to cover him."

That one sentence instantly melted the hearts of countless noblewomen in the capital.

Before long, the second assistant councilor's residence was besieged by a countless number of marriage proposals.

To avoid the frenzy of women trying to claim him as a husband, Juzheng had no choice but to rise before dawn, slip into the Grand Secretariat under cover of darkness, and stay there all day, devoted to government affairs. He only dared sneak home through the back gate after nightfall.

Juzheng wouldn't be swayed by any offer, soft or hard. He thought this would be enough to escape the marriage frenzy, but his actions only stirred the noblewomen's admiration even more. They declared, "A man so chaste and self-disciplined is a rarity in this world. We won't give up until we win Juzheng!"

The frenzy only grew worse, until one day it reached a palace banquet. The noblewomen surrounded the dignified second assistant councilor at the feast, leaving him no way out.

Juzheng lost his hat and his hair was a mess. In dire straits, he could only seek help from one of the women at the banquet. A sudden idea struck him. Pointing at Zhao Xiang, the only female general in the court, who had just returned, he said, "General Zhao is my future wife!"

Zhao Xiang: ...? I was just sitting here, and now a husband has fallen from the sky?

Zhao Xiang had no intention of helping Juzheng put on this act. For one thing, she'd never met him before. For another, she didn't like his pretty-boy scholar looks. She glared at him viciously, hoping he'd rethink his actions.

Who could have guessed that after meeting her eyes, Juzheng would tell the other noblewomen, "Don't touch me. My wife is getting jealous!"

Zhao Xiang: ...? I've seen people fake an injury, but never seen anyone fake it this thoroughly!

Theme: Learn to understand and respect one another.