Ying Ying in My Arms

At the Luming Flower Banquet, she pretended to slip into a stream and happened to catch Xue Huai by the lapel. The two fell into the water, locked in each other's arms. Their splash caused an uproar among the noblewomen and young ladies on the far bank. Later, the celebrated Xue Huai was forced to take Yingying home as his wife. In the days before the wedding, brooding with resentment, he swore to keep his distance from the concubine-born girl. On their wedding night. The dragon-and-phoenix candles burned through the night. Xue Huai studied his beautiful new bride on the bed and was about to speak when... Yingying raised her tear-filled almond eyes and choked out, “I was harmed that day, and ended up dragging you into it, my lord. I only wish I could die.” Xue Huai's words caught in his throat. His plan to ask for a divorce drowned in Yingying's tears. After the wedding. Xue Huai refused to consummate the marriage for a long time. The Xue family had been without a break in its male line for three generations, and when the elders asked about it, they were deeply displeased with him. Yingying, however, wept and said, “Mother, it's because my health is poor, not because of my husband. I have failed the ancestors of the Xue family, so I ask to be sent away.” She wept and wept until she fainted. Xue Huai was momentarily stunned. At last. Xue Huai accidentally learned the truth about the fall into the water years ago. Yingying's stepmother had planned to marry her off to a cruel widower, so she had deliberately clung to him. His expression darkened. Suddenly. Yingying slowly walked into the study, holding the hand of an adorable little girl. Mother and daughter smiled at him and said, “Husband, A Zhu says she wants you to tell her the story of Wu Song and the tiger tonight.” (To learn from the mistakes of my last book, I won't delete comments unless they contain really awful profanity. Thank you, everyone.) -------------------------Coming Soon-------- “My Friend's Wife” The first time Xu Huaian met Su Wanning was at a grand wedding feast. That day, he brought a lavish gift to congratulate his friend on marrying a beautiful bride from a distinguished family. Who could have imagined that during the ceremony, his friend Xu Zhan's mistress would cause a scene, turning a marriage between two elite families into a joke known to everyone? The bride, Su Wanning, lifted her red veil, her beautiful eyes confused and touched with tears. The second time Xu Huaian met Su Wanning. He ran into Xu Zhan, dead drunk, at Wanghong Tower. Xu Zhan was embracing two beautiful concubines and incessantly complaining that his proper wife at home was jealous, making his life unbearable. After trying to talk some sense into him, Xu Huaian took Xu Zhan home. Outside the Duke of Zhenguo's residence, Su Wanning wore her hair in a married woman's style. Her eyes shone as she looked at Xu Huaian and asked, “It's cold outside. Would you care for a bowl of ginger soup, sir?” The steaming warmth of the ginger soup left Xu Huaian momentarily dazed. The third time Xu Huaian met Su Wanning. She had miscarried and was determined to divorce Xu Zhan. This time, Su Wanning's face was deathly pale and her body frail as her maids helped her leave the Duke of Zhenguo's residence. Unable to stand by and watch, Xu Huaian went to help carry one of her dowry chests. But she suddenly went limp. Xu Huaian hurriedly caught her in his arms. The soft, warm feel of her body made his heart stutter. Xu Huaian was born into nobility, proper and courteous, and always refined and unworldly. He was the foremost among the capital's young nobles. He should have married a princess, entered the cabinet, and risen to the highest ranks. Yet, for a twice-married woman, the wife of a close friend, he rejected a princess's favor, gave up his path to success, and cut off his chance to become a minister. People said he had been bewitched. Only Xu Huaian knew the truth. He hadn't been bewitched. He simply could not have what he longed for, and thought of her day and night. His yearning ran so deep it broke his heart. [Reading Notice] The female lead is not a virgin. The female lead only develops a romantic relationship with the male lead after her divorce. Theme: Never give up hope