Wen Can had a childhood sweetheart, a fiancé she had carefully chosen herself.
He was perfect in every way, except that his family was confiscated before they could marry.
Before the young man fled, he climbed over her wall and asked if she wanted to leave with him.
She said no, then turned around and married her backup choice.
Love can't put food on the table. The things she loved most in life were herself and money.
Wen Can knew exactly how selfish she was, and had no regrets.
But before she could enjoy more than a few good years, the city fell.
The young man of the past had become a general whose name could silence crying children at night. With the bloody aura of a blade all around him, he reined in his horse before her.
"Greetings, Madam." Looking down at her from above, amid the furtive, shadowy gazes of those around them, he smiled boldly. "It's been years. Have you been well, Madam?"
They say fortune swings like a pendulum. Meeting the man's dark, cold gaze, Wen Can knew that whether or not her life had been good before, from this day on it would most likely never be good again.
In these chaotic times, human lives were worth no more than weeds. In the dead of night, she was finally bound and sent to his bed.
"It's been a while." In the dim candlelight, she gave the somber man beside the bed a self-mocking smile.
"It's been a while," the grown-up boy murmured, stroking her lips. "Sister Can, did you ever imagine this day would come?"
Key points: Younger man, the woman has had previous partners, the man has not.
Theme: Love life, love yourself
