After Forcing the Crown Prince to Marry Me

Blurb:

At six, Pei Jiao picked up Chu Yu and treated him like her personal maid. She made him do her hair and draw her eyebrows, and even ordered him to wash her feet and warm her bed.

When she was at the tender age of youth, Pei Jiao began to have feelings she couldn't quite understand.

A girl in love for the first time, she made Chu Yu her first target.

She insisted that he agree to marry her.

By the time she was sixteen, Chu Yu, then on the cusp of adulthood, was about to head to the capital to take the imperial examinations.

Pei Jiao's friends had just returned from visiting relatives in the capital. They chattered excitedly in her ear, saying that every girl in the capital was as beautiful as Diao Chan, skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and able to recite exquisite poetry at the drop of a hat...

Pei Jiao, who was mocked behind her back as an empty-headed fool, panicked. She listened to her friends' malicious advice and crawled into Chu Yu's bed that night.

And so, before the autumn examinations, Chu Yu finally became the live-in son-in-law of Magistrate Pei.

But no one could have imagined that half a year later, news about Chu Yu would reach Ming County: he was the crown prince who had been living in exile for many years.

He even vowed to take revenge on Pei Jiao, who had humiliated and coerced him for years.

Pei Jiao was spoiled and willful, doing whatever she pleased, but she'd always been the sort to bully the weak and fear the strong.

Terrified out of her wits, she couldn't sleep all night.

In her dream, she was in a pitch-black little room, pinned to a table by a tall man who beat her mercilessly. She couldn't even cry out for help.

She woke before dawn, drenched in cold sweat, and woke Magistrate Pei, sobbing and demanding that they leave at once.

Just don't let Chu Yu catch her!

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When Chu Yu met Pei Jiao, he was crouched by a filthy, foul-smelling wall, gnawing on a blackened lump of steamed bread.

Snowmelt mingled with blood and mud on the ground. A little girl was held in someone's arms, the brim of her hat seeming to be edged with fluffy snow. Her little face was rosy, and she looked wonderfully warm.

From far away, she pointed at him and said, "I want him."

Chu Yu went with her to escape the people hunting him.

The price was rather steep, though. The little girl was terribly spoiled and bad-tempered. He was the crown prince, and yet she made him serve her like a maid.

Worse still, she made him marry into the household of a mere county magistrate.

One morning, Chu Yu smoothed her dark hair. He glanced up at the girl dozing with half-closed eyes in the bronze mirror, and suddenly smiled. He thought, One day, I'll settle every last one of these scores.

"A sweet, delicate, and adorable silly girl"

Theme: Treat love the right way