After Angering the Wrong Heir

The heir apparent, Xie Shaochen, entered the capital to meet the emperor and stopped by his mentor's residence to pay a visit.

After exchanging pleasantries, he got a little drunk. When he awoke, he found himself lying in the bedchamber of his mentor's beloved daughter.

The young woman was tending to him, her snow-white body covered by a red gauze robe, her eyes filled with unspoken affection.

It was wildly improper for an unmarried man and woman to be alone in one room, especially in a woman's bedchamber. Xie Shaochen would surely have to marry the young woman, but something about the whole affair was suspicious.

Xie Shaochen had made a name for himself at a young age. Handsome and refined, he was someone his peers could only look up to.

A man like him should have married a virtuous young woman from a family of equal standing.

On their wedding night, Xie Shaochen, still harboring suspicions, gripped the hand his wife reached toward him and said evenly, “Madam, do you know that a melon forced from the vine is never sweet?”

Then he pushed her hand away and walked out of the bridal chamber. “Don't try any more tricks.”

Ye Moying furrowed her willow brows, never understanding how the young man who had rescued her on Mount Lu all those years ago could have forgotten their past. He was no longer warm and cheerful, but cool and restrained. Not until a cousin who looked much like Xie Shaochen came to call...

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Upcoming historical romance, Spring Chamber Resentment:

Years later, when they met again, the gentle and refined crown prince sighed with a smile. “You've changed quite a bit.”

She was no longer willful and spoiled. She had become quiet and gentle.

Jiang Yinyue fell silent, remembering how she had been pushed out of the picture back then...

She had once been a noble-born heiress, the crown prince's childhood sweetheart, spoiled by his favor and haughty toward everyone. She had angered the old emperor so much that his beard bristled. Rather than choose her as a bride for the royal family, he would do better to settle for that well-mannered daughter of a minor official.

That would even make for a lovely romance.

The crown prince's betrothal was a grand affair. Everyone praised the couple as a perfect match, overcoming every obstacle with a love that would never falter.

Jiang Yinyue became a laughingstock. People joked that the crown prince had been indulging her all along, and that she had foolishly served as a foil for the minor official's daughter.

The minor official's daughter was the true treasure the crown prince wanted to hold in his hands.

“Yinyue, I can arrange a marriage for you. Choose anyone you like among the talented men at court.”

Was this supposed to make up for it?

Jiang Yinyue felt a lump in her throat, her heart utterly broken.

She shut herself away, and her father scolded her again and again for being useless. In a fit of spite, she chose to marry beneath her station, to a poor scholar.

Her days passed like still water.

Three years flew by. She accompanied her husband to take up a post in the provinces, but they got separated along the way. In her distressed state, she happened upon the crown prince, who was traveling incognito through the south.

The crown prince, still as radiant and untroubled as ever, intended to have a heart-to-heart with Jiang Yinyue to make up for how he had wronged her. But then a refined-looking man hurried to the door to find her.

Wei Qin took Jiang Yinyue's hand, his face full of worry. “I'm sorry, I came too late.”

Jiang Yinyue was stunned. She had never seen him so flustered. In her mind, Wei Qin had always been disciplined, courteous, and unhurried.

The crown prince watched them silently, his gaze falling on their clasped hands. An inexplicable ache rose in his heart.

He had never imagined that one day he would humbly beg Jiang Yinyue to return to his side.

A story of healing, with the second male lead winning her heart

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Cover illustration by He Dilao Lan Qi

Theme: Understand your own heart and cherish the person in front of you