Jiang Yuyao was neglected by her family from a young age. Her unkind stepmother sent her off to bring good fortune to a sick man, but she cleverly got out of the engagement. Her stepmother still wouldn’t leave her alone, though, so to protect herself, she had no choice but to seek refuge with her family’s branch at the Duke’s residence in the capital.
There were three young masters in the Duke’s household. The third was the most innocent, frank, and warmhearted, and seemed like a suitable man to rely on.
So Jiang Yuyao couldn’t help hatching a plan.
She appeared in front of the third young master now and then, her steps graceful, her slender waist swaying, her autumn-bright eyes glancing around. Her delicate fragrance lingered faintly, impossible to grasp, yet hard to forget.
Although she and the third young master got along well, the Duke’s household considered her too lowborn to become his principal wife.
Just when she thought she had failed,
Jiang Yuyao suddenly awoke one night to find the self-disciplined, proper eldest young master sitting beside her bed. She froze in fright.
“If they’re both fine matches, why not choose me?”
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When Cui Lingyan first met Jiang Yuyao, he thought she had the face of a temptress. And sure enough, even though she was only staying for a short while, she had charmed his innocent younger brother into kneeling before their mother and insisting he wanted to marry her.
Naturally, he despised women who tried to climb the social ladder by attaching themselves to the powerful.
But when he repeatedly caught her swaying her waist and softening her voice as she got close to his third brother, he found his own mood turning strangely sour.
In the end, one day, his fingers tightened, and he couldn’t stop himself from crushing the jade pendant at his waist.
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Later, the third young master was put under house arrest, and his engagement to the young lady visiting from his mother’s side was called off. The Duke’s servants all assumed she had been sent back to the Jiang family. No one knew that there was a forbidden place in Cui Ling’s courtyard.
Shackles bound her snow-white ankles. Cui Ling held Jiang Yuyao fast in his iron-like arms, not even letting her pull away.
#Scheming Cousin x Aloof Beauty
#She’d kept her distance because the eldest young master was too calculating, but he was the one who came to her
Note: Both leads are virgins. This is an old-school story, not sweet. It really isn’t sweet.
Blurb dated 25.10.14
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