Marrying the Darling (Both Reborn)

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Blurb:

The youngest legitimate daughter of a family of great wealth and prestige, and a rough soldier from humble origins. A refined young lady who brews tea with dew and gathers flowers as she listens to the rain, and a burly fellow who crouches outside the palace gates after a banquet, starving as he gnaws on a steamed bun.

You'd think no one would be foolish enough to imagine these two together.

But in their previous life, a scheme forced Shen Qian to drag the delicate lady down from the clouds and make her marry him against her will. He treasured her deeply, but all those rules and restrictions kept him from getting too close, for fear of defiling her.

When his caution was exploited by people with ulterior motives and she died as a result, he was consumed by regret...

But she was gone. The cold-blooded, iron-fisted General Shen, so feared by the world, could only hide a wooden carving of her over his heart beneath his armor each day, hoping for a chance to be with her in another life.

Then he closed his eyes, only to find himself back at the start of the tragedy.

Facing the young woman with tears in her eyes, he brushed his thumb over the red mole on her wrist, his touch full of longing, and murmured, "Don't worry. I would never bully you!"

Then he punched through the window lattice and threw himself straight into the lake outside, where ice still covered the surface...

When she later heard her brother teasing that the man had accidentally fallen into the lake last night and been hit by the ice, turning his face blue, she couldn't help hiding her face and laughing. "He really is just as clumsy as the rumors say..."

Later, when he went to gather dew for her tea, he tore all the lotus leaves from the pond. When he kept her company as she burned incense and waited for the moon, he rolled up his sleeves and crouched in the grass to draw the mosquitoes to himself.

She couldn't help pouting at him. "Shen Agou, you really are an idiot..."

At last, she confessed the feelings in her heart. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Before I met you, I thought I only loved lofty and refined things. But after you came into my life, I realized there is a kind of happiness that comes simply because it's you!"

---------------- Reading Guide ----------------

A three-lifetime premise~ See the author's note in Chapter One for details

This story is set in an imagined world, with mountains of original worldbuilding~

Both leads are each other's only partners~ The heroine is not reborn and has no golden finger~ (Important) She's been so doted on that she has no real schemes. She might be a bit of a silly sweetheart?~

-- Coming soon: "Why Is the Princess So Troubled Today?" --

With a sudden spring to her feet, the disheveled little princess dragged her quilt behind her to the desk, grabbed a split-tipped brush, and put it in her mouth to moisten it.

The little princess, whom everyone thought was good for nothing, spent the night writing by lamplight.

At daybreak, Jiang Yaozhi sat crouched on her chair, brush between her teeth, staring blankly at the hideous scrawl in front of her.

According to her dream, when Crown Prince Brother went south to Jiangnan, he met a great white lotus--no, a great beauty--and couldn't control himself. He hid his identity and fell into a romance with the young woman.

He brought the white lotus back to the palace and made her his secondary consort.

After that, the Eastern Palace put on a spectacular show: "The secondary consort cries, the concubine is ruined; the secondary consort flees, the other consort is demoted; the secondary consort smiles, and the crown princess dies of grief."

And that secondary consort even became the new crown princess, living happily ever after with her Crown Prince Brother, just the two of them, forever and ever?!

Jiang Yaozhi ground her teeth in fury, biting the brush until its tip split and her lips turned black. Oh, right, she hadn't washed the brush!

Her brother had bullied his crown princess and done something so shameless. Did he think Father and Mother were already dead or something?

She was plotting how to make her brother look bad in front of their father when her gaze fell on another name.

Huo Yunji, the crown princess's younger brother, her mortal enemy, and the "villain mastermind" in that story. After his sister died young, he broke off his engagement to Jiang Yaozhi and became the crown prince's sworn enemy.

Sure, she'd wanted to break off their engagement for ages, but he was her childhood friend!

She wasn't heartless and faithless like her brother, who could turn around and betray his childhood sweetheart.

She had to help Huo Yunji get his revenge!

Rubbing her chin, Jiang Yaozhi hurried out of the palace and stopped Huo Yunji, who sat upright in his armor on a tall horse.

"Aji, do you like white lotuses?"

Ever since childhood, Huo Yunji had known that for the sake of the troops stationed in Jiangbei, his elder sister would become the crown princess, and he would become the Prince Consort of Princess Liancheng.

He held that little hand and stayed by her side until she came of age, still thinking he felt nothing for her but an unavoidable sense of duty.

Until one day, she looked up at him in the warmth of the winter sun, her eyes reflecting his image, and asked:

"Aji, do you like lotus flowers?"

At that moment, his heart began to race...

-- Coming soon: "Betrothed to My Mortal Enemy" --

Huan Lingzi, daughter of the Grand Princess, is beautiful, elegant, and brilliant, the brightest jewel in the eastern capital.

Yet her lovely eyes fall only on her sickly cousin, Prince Rui.

It isn't until the palace banquet, when Prince Rui personally chooses the Grand Tutor's youngest legitimate daughter as his princess consort, that Huan Lingzi finally gives up.

She shuts herself away to enjoy some peace, lamenting that her plan to become a young widow has come to nothing.

Who could have guessed that barely half a month later, her mortal enemy Di Xi would arrive from the northern frontier on horseback, in full armor, declaring that he had come to marry Huan Lingzi, to whom he was already betrothed?

When he produces the betrothal token her father gave him while drunk, Huan Lingzi grits her teeth.

Before she can think of a way to make Di Xi back down, Prince Rui shows up too, declaring that she is the only one he loves.

Her escape blocked, Huan Lingzi glances at Di Xi, deeply troubled.

"I like graceful, refined men, but you're naturally brutish. I like men who are humble and kind, but you're devious and hold a grudge. I like men with faces as flawless as jade, but you..."

All right, she really can't fault Di Xi's looks...

But Huan Lingzi simply does not like Di Xi!

She hasn't liked him since they were children. Even when he gave her the pony she loved most, she still couldn't stand him!

While Huan Lingzi was still fuming, Di Xi folded his arms and glanced at Prince Rui, who was still doggedly chasing after them. His tone was teasing.

"Oh? If you think I'm not good enough and won't marry me, who are you planning to marry instead?"

She glanced behind her, muttered a curse at her bad luck, then smiled coldly and bowed toward the palace.

"I only wish to petition for permission to become a Taoist nun, cultivate in the Way, and pray for our dynasty's prosperity and enduring blessings!"

While Huan Lingzi was still living in the north, the thing Di Xi feared most was that brat puffing out her cheeks, tugging at his sleeve, eyes brimming with tears but refusing to say a word.

After she returned to the eastern capital with her divorced mother, the thing Di Xi feared most was that the silly girl might actually marry that useless cousin of hers.

After finally coaxing her into his home, what he feared most became the arrival of her maid with a message: the madam was planning to spend some time at a Taoist temple...

Theme: Only by putting your heart into it can you feel what is real