My White Moonlight Came Back to Life After I Remarried

Before she turned fifteen, Li Xiangxie was lonely. She was raised in a palace away from the capital, the least favored royal heir. The only one by her side was Ling Luo, her mischievous but dependable study companion. Ling Luo was also the family outcast. Like her back then, he wrapped his most fragile, tender heart in the sharpest of shells. Li Xiangxie knew she loved him. Sadly, neither of them had the chance to say it aloud. He died in the palace coup, protecting her. After the coup, Li Xiangxie was elevated to Crown Prince. She was no longer the destitute princess who couldn't even get enough to eat. For many years afterward, the realm sustained her, and she bore responsibility for the realm. Everyone in the world revered her, and there was nothing she could not obtain. The dead are gone. It took her another ten years to put everything in order, bury him in her heart, and accept a marriage to someone else: Ling Zhao. Ling Zhao was Ling Luo's half-brother, sharing the same father. Unlike the wild and cruel Ling Luo, he was a refined young gentleman, lavishly nurtured and supported. Handsome and gentle, he was a favored genius whose life had gone smoothly, and he had been raised to be kind and composed. These two men, so different in temperament, had almost identical eyes and brows. Though there was no love between them and their marriage was merely a political alliance, Li Xiangxie was willing to be his respectful companion for life. ...If only Ling Luo had not come back to life. Idea noted on 2021-07-29 Theme: An attempt to explore the true meaning of the crematorium trope