Pillow on the Moon

In her previous life, the Xiangyang Marquis Mansion steadily declined. As its legitimate daughter, Shen Jiayue devoted her entire life to finding powerful allies and restoring her family’s fortunes.

Following the principle that rare goods are worth investing in, she helped an unloved prince, saved a badly wounded general, and sponsored the most gifted young scholar at the academy...

Yet by the time the Xiangyang Marquis Mansion was convicted and its possessions confiscated, she had died, body and soul, and not one of them had shown up.

Instead, her cousin, who had once lived under her roof and endured her coldness and mockery, braved the bitter snow to gather her remains and avenge her.

They had parted on bad terms, and she had thought he hated her to the bone.

Reborn into a second life, Shen Jiayue returned to the very beginning of her plan to invest in rare goods.

She calmly reflected on her mistakes, tossed out the sweets she had made for the Third Prince, dumped the medicine she had simmered for the young general, and burned the clumsy poems she had written to win the future top scholar’s favor...

Then she turned and pushed open the door of the dilapidated house. By the window sat a blind young man dressed in white, his eyes covered with a white silk band. She smiled sweetly at him. "Cousin."

Wei Zhen was a discarded pawn in the struggle for the throne. His friends and family were gone, and poisoned and blind, he had no choice but to conceal his identity and live under another's roof.

The Marquis Mansion's delicate legitimate young lady saw that he was blind and poor, decided there was no advantage to be gained from him, and treated him with a fierce lack of warmth.

It made no difference. He was born with an incomplete heart, without desires or attachments, so he naturally didn't care whether the young lady liked him or despised him.

Until one gentle spring day, a beautiful young woman stepped inside, crossing a floor bathed in warm sunlight.

What Wei Zhen received was not an argument or a cruel jibe, but the crisp, sweet voice of someone reunited with him after a long separation: "Cousin."

From then on, that voice kept him company through lonely nights, healed his eyes and his wounded heart, and stayed with him as he climbed, step by step, to the highest position in the land...

It turned out he had a heart after all.

A fake playgirl, a true little ray of sunshine heroine x a fake gentleman, a true obsessive hero

(Blurb written on December 30, 2022. To be revised and polished.)

Theme: The future is bright. Believe in love.