After Wei Zhihe was stripped of his position as crown prince, Qin An, the most timid and lowly concubine-born daughter of the prime minister's household, came to his side in her wedding dress.
Qin An did everything she could to preserve that last scrap of pride he had.
When no one would treat his injuries, she learned to brew medicine herself, not caring when her hands blistered.
When he complained about the food, she racked her brains to come up with new dishes. It didn't matter if he rejected them and had them thrown away.
She stayed up late making sachets to earn a few coins, all so she could make him a set of clothes.
She didn't care that she had fallen into the dust. All she wanted was for the prince in her heart to remain the clear, noble young man she had first met.
But then, one day, he gathered allies and secretly built up his troops, forcing the emperor to reinstate him as crown prince.
At the noisy celebration banquet, he raised his sword and personally severed the tendons in dozens of people's feet. Stepping through the blood, he walked up to...
Her legitimate younger sister.
"You broke off our engagement back then. Do you regret it now?"
The trembling guests dared not speak, but in their hearts they thought that all he wanted was the prime minister's legitimate daughter.
Enduring the fear and the stench of blood, Qin An heard his words, looked down at her own rough hands, and felt her heart turn to ash.
The flower he loved could never bloom in the dust, and he was not the gentle young man he had once been.
At the new emperor's enthronement ceremony, a eunuch announced the empress's name. The two words, Qin An, sent a wave of astonishment through the crowd.
Even more surprising, when she failed to appear, the new emperor, standing on the high platform and known for his iron-fisted rule, panicked for the first time.
In what had once been the residence of the deposed crown prince, Wei Zhihe learned to brew medicine and make soup as she had once done, carefully presenting it to her.
But she slapped the bowl aside and sent the soup flying. The little white rabbit of the past now cut him to the heart with every word. "Your Majesty, who are you trying to impress with this pathetic display?"
Reader's guide: 1. Set in a fictional world. The male lead loves no one else.
2. Expect melodrama.
The story next door, Raising a Villain, is currently updating:
This was Bai Mang's tenth time transmigrating into a book. As an outstanding employee, she had a simple task this time.
Find the original world's great villain, look after him, raise him, and teach him to be bad!
Bai Mang was full of confidence. On a snowy night, she brought home a gloomy-looking young boy.
Thus began Bai Mang's journey to raise a villainous demon.
She taught the boy magic spells and talismans, took him on chicken-stealing and petty thieving adventures, and had him rob the immortal realm. At last, they reached the final step: murder and arson.
Bai Mang: "You need to understand, while you're alive, you should do whatever you please. If you want something, stop at nothing to get it. See that cultivator up ahead? Kill him!"
The usually obedient boy stopped. His handsome brows furrowed as he said earnestly,
"Mangmang, killing is wrong. People should keep their desires in check."
Bai Mang: ???
The System, which had always been confident in her, occasionally checked on her work. It happened to see this scene and suddenly blew up.
"Bai Mang, has a donkey kicked your head? That's the male lead! The righteous, radiant male lead!"
Hearing the voice in her mind, Bai Mang's face turned ashen.
Oh no, there went her tenth year as an outstanding employee.
No problem. She could still set things right.
On another snowy night, Bai Mang abandoned the now-grown boy and picked up the struggling demon instead.
She taught him with care, and he studied with dedication.
Bai Mang was very pleased. She stroked the demon's head, smiling benevolently.
When she woke again, iron chains bound her ankles, trapping her among red curtains.
The young boy she had raised stood there with disheveled clothes and a sword in his hand. At his feet lay the demon he had killed.
Seeing that she was awake, he approached with red-rimmed eyes, looking deeply aggrieved.
"I've killed someone, and I've indulged my desires."
"Mangmang, won't you stroke my head too?"
Theme: Hold fast to the kindness and goodness in your heart.
The Bright Moon Can Be Taken
Raising a Villain
The Idle Goddess, Forced to Save the World
Married to a Ghost in Broad Daylight
The Crown Prince Has Had His Eye on Me for a Long Time
Who Wants to Watch Him Burn for His Sins?
The Handpicked Young Palace Beauty
After I Accidentally Picked Up an Enemy Prince
He Came with the Starlight
Escape
The Matriarch Throws in the Towel
After Using the God Venerable's Alternate Account as a Stand-In
Why is the heroine's stepmother's family living so well? It's obvious that she was bullied so badly in the past and committed a serious crime of treason. Moreover, her sister can marry so well. I think the hero likes her. She got such a good ending without paying anything. But what about the heroine? He was tortured to death, but he still had to save that bitch, what a saint
Sigh, I really hate Wei Zhihe's behavior. . . Bringing a third party in just to see how the other party tastes is really disgusting. Did you eat too much salt??? Even if you don't actually do it, it's really offensive to say this kind of joke. . . Maybe it's because I hate other people's jokes. . . But it does feel a little uncomfortable. . .
Her surname is Feng and her first name is Qijun. The husband's surname is Zhu.
The people who were close to Qin An could be easily told before. . . Now that I know I was wrong, I let Wei Zhiyi go. . . Wei Zhihe is really a fool who is always missing out. . .
Hey, I like to watch directly after orgasm, so it's hard to analyze the problems on both sides.
No one cared about him before Qin An. . . Not really. . . Wei Zhiyi would be so angry that he would vomit blood. . . The crown prince status must have been established for many years, and the family of the eldest mother is not prominent either. . . In those days of "a loving father and a filial son" and a "family of three", only Mrs. Zhu's injured world was achieved. Why are you, Wei Zhihe, aggrieved??? Have you ever experienced the tight life of an orphan and a widowed mother, when you tried to learn to read but refused to give in? You have never experienced the life of rushing to your father's house, only to be ignored and looked down upon like a dog. . .
The Wei family's father and son's coquettish operation is nothing more than that they have been in a high position for a long time and think that they are the one playing chess and can always manipulate people's hearts and always be easy to capture. . .
Went to the Abandoned Prince's Mansion??? It seems that Qin An avenged Qing He with the mentality of dying together with Wei Zhiyi to a certain extent. . . Unexpectedly, Wei Zhihe acted out of common sense. . . Suddenly, I remembered that Mrs. Zhu escaped and was caught back then. Wei Zhihe's father tore off her clothes in public and asked her to admit her mistake and beg for mercy. . . It's terrible. . .
I want to read Wei Zhiyi and Shi Shu
I hope the two of us will be happy together