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The Duke of Yao's residence is home to a young lady they picked up by the roadside. She's been pampered with fine clothes and delicious food since childhood, making countless others envious. Few know that this immortal beauty, with a face as lovely as peach blossoms and jade, lost all her memories after an accident left her with a head injury.
From the moment Yaoyao opened her eyes, she saw Yao Shuozhi. She loved clinging to him, watching him read, listening to him play the zither, and accompanying him on walks.
Until one day, for the sake of his so-called "great cause," he chose to sacrifice her, leaving her with nothing but his resolute retreating figure.
As her consciousness grew hazy, Yaoyao clutched the hairpin in her hand. Then she heard someone gently comfort her: "Yaoyao, don't be afraid."
The next day, an imperial decree betrothed her to His Highness Prince Jin, a man whose name struck fear into everyone's hearts.
Everyone said that a young woman like her, raised in a secluded estate and ignorant of the ways of the world, wouldn't survive more than a few days at Prince Jin's residence.
Yet the usually austere Prince Jin's residence was transformed overnight. Cushions were laid out, a zither was placed there, and flowers were planted everywhere. His Highness Prince Jin, rumored to be cruel and sinister, was smiling as he pushed Yaoyao on a swing.
Day after day, he gave her a lifetime of favor and let her do as she pleased.
1. One-on-one romance, both leads have no previous sexual experience. The hero is Prince Jin, Yan Jin. The second male lead gets the crematorium treatment and his ashes scattered. Scum don't deserve better.
2. An imaginary historical setting.
3. Character illustrations by Thirty-Six Tang.
[Note added 2021.11.18]
Upcoming novel: The Chief Minister Has Lost His Memory
Wanwan has a childhood friend she can't get along with. Ever since they were little, whenever she wanted to go east, he insisted on going west, and dragged her along with him.
Even after he rose to become Chief Minister, he was busy all day, but still came home every day to contradict her a few times.
When she came of age, her family began looking for a husband for her, settling on her maternal aunt's second son.
Her second cousin was burly enough to knock her childhood friend flat with one hand, so she proudly went to share the good news with him.
Without a word, he dragged her into an alley. There, she saw her cousin and a woman exchanging sweet words in a courtyard.
Furious, she kicked her cousin hard. Feeling as if something were knotted up inside her, she ran off without a second thought.
But along the way, her horse bolted and began charging wildly. As they tumbled toward a cliff, her childhood friend used all his strength to shield her.
Only then did she finally understand where that strange feeling in her heart had come from.
She survived the disaster and spent three sleepless days caring for him at his bedside. At last, he woke. Overjoyed, she burst into tears, only to hear him ask a moment later:
"Who are you?"
Wanwan nearly choked. With her hands on her hips, she replied, "I'm the little fairy you've been secretly in love with for years."
Yan Fenglan looked at her suspiciously. Though he had forgotten everything about her, he was sure he liked gentle, considerate women. There was no way he'd be attracted to someone in front of him who was pouting and so unreasonable.
But later...
When Wanwan asked him to crack walnuts for her, he looked disgusted, but had already found an excuse in his heart: Fine. She doesn't seem very bright, so a few more walnuts might be good for her brain.
When Wanwan said she wanted candied hawthorn, he thought the same thing: Fine. If I don't give her what she wants, she'll cry and make my head ache.
Until one day, he accidentally hit his head again...
Theme: Do your best to live each day well.
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I want to revise the last chapter a little and update it together tomorrow~
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