Jiang Huaiyu is the beloved daughter of the Duke of Guodu. She has a beautiful orchid heart and beautiful appearance.
She has never wanted anyone else in her life, except for one person.
Pei Rui, the eldest son of the Marquis of Wenyang Mansion, is cool and self-possessed, accomplished in both civil and military affairs, and has a brilliant scenery. He is the most dazzling talent in Chang'an City.
From the first moment she met Pei Rui when she was a child, she fell in love with this handsome and elegant young man from an aristocratic family.
Jiang Huaiyu worked hard to get an imperial edict and marry herself to him.
She thought that as long as she married him, she would be complete, and she also thought that he would eventually fall in love with her.
Every cold night after her marriage, she comforted herself that her husband just had a cold temperament. As long as she loved and respected him like this, one day he would definitely change his mind.
However, his heart seemed to be unable to warm up no matter what.
After three years of marriage, she did not wait for his deep love, but what she waited for was the news that he wanted to take a concubine.
Seeing another woman in the study studying ink for him, and seeing him looking at her affectionately, Jiang Huaiyu finally knew that he didn't even want to act in this couple's drama anymore.
On the day of separation, Pei Rui clearly saw that the eyes of the woman who had once been full of him suddenly lost the light in the eyes when she looked at him.
It's her who doesn't want him anymore.
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After the reconciliation, the two went their separate ways.
Pei Rui finally showed his ambition and became a very popular minister.
The Prime Minister is alone, has a dignified appearance, and has a noble status. He is the dream husband of many noble girls in the capital.
Jiang Huaiyu, who has regained her freedom, has many men who admire her around her.
The children of the aristocratic families who came to see her beauty for various reasons had to cross the threshold, and the princes and nobles who came to the Duke's Mansion to propose marriage formed a long queue.
Until he was handed a name card with the word "Pei Rui" dazzling on it.
Jiang Huaiyu threw the name card on the case with a bang and said coldly: "No."
Before she finished speaking, a slender hand picked up the name card on the case. The man's eyes were deep and gloomy, and he pushed her against the corner.
"Madam, can you accept my name card?"
"... Who is your wife?"
Reading Guide
*Goxuewen, if it's not a cool novel, it's not a heroine
*The male protagonist is a bitch in the early stage, abstinent, indifferent, unable to speak or behave.
*There will be second and third male roles
*Imaginary, privately built like a mountain, please do not conduct any research
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Copywriting:
Linghan has lived in Ning Mansion since she was a child. She has a doting sister and a mistress who loves to make things difficult. She can only use things leftover or unwanted by others. It doesn't matter. There is only one thing that truly belongs to her.
The young master from the Shangshufu family next door brought her delicious food and fun things every day. She only looked forward to marrying him when she was old enough.
But things didn't go as planned. My sister's fiancé's family suffered a sudden change. Not only did she fall into the quagmire overnight, but she also fell ill. My sister cried for a long time and then lost the engagement to Linghan.
Looking at Qi Weishi's facial features that were slightly similar to those of the young master, and counting the generous dowry he brought, Linghan took up the responsibility of taking care of him, and only waited for him to recover before discussing reconciliation with him.
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Qi Weishi climbed to a high position step by step, becoming a powerful minister and possessing power over the government and the public.
Everyone knew that Qi Wei was as cold as a moon and unpredictable. Now that he was in a high position, he naturally no longer looked down on that weak and weak orphan girl. Sooner or later, he would find another marriage, and Ling Han also looked forward to this.
But Linghan took good care of Qi Wei for a long time, counting the days by pulling the petals, but his body could not get better. Whenever she mentioned the divorce, he would cough up blood.
But when they had sex at night, they couldn't tell that he was a sick man.
In the dim room, the man held her waist tightly, his eyes filled with passionate desire, and his hoarse voice fell in her ear, "My body is not healed yet. Madam, please be patient and bear with me."
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One year, Shangshufu was involved in a crime and the whole family was imprisoned.
Qi Weishi held Linghan's chin and turned her face, letting her look at him, and smiled coldly:
"Didn't you always want to marry into the Shangshu Mansion? Now that I am the Shangshu and you are the Shangshu's wife, are you still satisfied?"
Another year, my sister who had remarried came to the Prime Minister's Mansion with gifts in large and small packages, and smiled at Ling Han who was sitting here:
"My sister is now the Prime Minister. For the sake of the Ning family adopting you and marrying you to such a good husband, can you help your brother-in-law find a good future?"
(Thanks to Bishui for the cover image)
Intention: Aim high and be down-to-earth.
