The story is complete.
Overnight, Wei Yun transmigrated into the body of a young lady of the Wei family. Beautiful and charming, she was still dismissed by her father as a daughter who could not inherit the tavern, and hastily sent off to be married.
On her way to see off her betrothed, who was leaving to take up an appointment elsewhere, a sudden rainstorm broke out. In a miserable state, she stumbled into his carriage. To protect herself, she pulled out a hairpin and hid it in her sleeve.
He was the aloof, heartless young lord of the Xie family, held in the highest regard by every young woman.
His wooden clogs rested by the hem of her rain-soaked skirt. He deliberately leaned close to her ear, as if about to drag her into a cage. "Silly girl." He teased her, but beneath that beautiful face she was so obedient that he couldn't help but feel tender toward her.
She knew full well that Xie Heng was only pretending to be with her to evade the emperor's arranged marriage.
Later, everyone mocked Xie Heng, the mighty Marquis of Zhenbei, for falling out with the empress and willingly becoming a servant beneath Princess Chaoyang's skirts. When the imperial house collapsed and the Marquis of Zhenbei defied the opposition to put the Crown Princess on the throne, she finally understood that his kindness was honey laid over a blade.
At last, as if waking from a dream, she said, "Sanlang, you'll regret this."
Xie Heng wrapped one arm around her and pulled her against his chest. His obsession was beyond reason, as if he were gazing at her from an endless black hole. "I've never been a good person, Xie Heng. There's nothing I can't get, and you're no exception, Yun Niang."
Wei Yun had no choice but to scheme at every turn and break off the engagement with him.
Note: The dynasty in this story is fictional.
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The Golden Branch [Straightforward Lady of Lingnan x Regent posing as an exiled monk]
Huo Zhi was a pampered and precious county princess of Lingnan. She planned to choose a man from among the slaves in the place of exile to share her bed.
That was the young princess's plan: get pregnant, and she wouldn't have to enter the palace to become the old emperor's concubine. So she concealed her identity, took the name Zhizhi, and prayed to a compassionate exiled monk for a child for her deceased husband.
But the monk was a little strange. He seemed even more eager than she was to consummate the marriage...
After Zhizhi had been thoroughly worn out, her hair was askew and her cheeks rosy. She panted, "Master, are you really a monk?"
His icy eyes showed no desire. He gripped her slender waist tightly until she repeatedly begged him to stop.
As the former foremost powerbroker, Pei Zhen knew how to recognize someone sent by his imperial brother. He decided to play along. But the spy sent to him was so delicate and weak that, in bed, she would soon start whining.
At last, his imperial brother died, an amnesty was granted across the land, and the young emperor summoned Pei Zhen back to the court.
But strangely, the spy had vanished without a trace.
Only after Pei Zhen returned to the capital did he learn that his imperial brother had been bedridden with a long illness and had long since lost interest in state affairs. He had never sent a spy to keep tabs on Pei Zhen at all.
If that woman wasn't a spy, then what had all those wild nights been for?
Then the young emperor was enthroned, and the feudal lords from every region came to pay their respects. The newlywed Lady of Lingnan spoke softly: "Lady of Lingnan, Huo Zhi, pays her respects to the Regent."
The slight swell of her belly stabbed at Pei Zhen's eyes...
Theme: Stand on your own two feet and grow stronger
This heroine is so awkward
Did two authors write this book? The front part is pretty good, but the back part is just a running account. The writing is not clear and the previous sentence is not clear and the next sentence is unclear. People who read it are baffled.
The heroine is my type!
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Laughing so hard hahahahaha
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I think the text can be changed. My suggestion is to describe the male protagonist's paranoia more. I only feel it when I feel it at the end?