Yi Rou followed her aunt to seek refuge with the Xie family. On the very day she arrived, many of the young masters in the household began coveting her. She was stunningly beautiful, yet lowborn, and no one knew she already had a child of eighteen months.
To protect herself, after several days in the Xie household, she settled on the most suitable candidate for herself: the legitimate eldest son, Xie Yuheng.
Xie Yuheng was renowned throughout the land. His character was as pure as snow, as untouchable as the cold moon above a mountain.
Many noble ladies wanted to marry Xie Yuheng. Yi Rou had no chance of being one of them.
But she was more willing than any well-bred young lady to cast aside her pride, and her methods of seducing Xie Yuheng were enough to earn people's scorn.
Just as she was about to get what she wanted, Yi Rou unexpectedly noticed a crisscrossed scar at Xie Yuheng's waist.
It was exactly the same as the scar borne by her child's father.
*
When Yi Rou was sixteen, she used her body to draw poison from a strange man and was forced to give birth to his child.
Yet she had never seen what the man truly looked like.
With a child whose father was unknown, she could only set aside her pride and find him a father who would accept and protect him so they could survive.
She never expected that the stepfather she'd worked so hard to find would be the very man who had abandoned her and their child.
Thinking back to what happened then,
if the Xie family learned the truth, they would never let her stay.
Later, when Xie Yuheng planned to take her as his wife,
Yi Rou's eyes filled with tears as she said, "Thank you, Cousin, for looking after me all this time, but I've always felt nothing more than admiration for you."
*
A young master from the Marquis's household sent betrothal gifts to the Xie family, intending to marry Yi Rou as his legal wife.
On the eve of the grand wedding preparations,
Yi Rou began disappearing from her room at night.
Whenever she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Xie Yuheng's shadowy gaze.
He gripped her chin hard and coaxed her in a low voice: "Nothing more than admiration? Yi Rou, I'll give you a chance to take that back and say you love me."
1. Coercive romance, an obsessive male lead, and plenty of melodrama.
Premise: To be added