Springtime Longings in Disarray

Shen Lingwei died on her wedding night.

Only after death did she learn the truth:

Her childhood sweetheart, the man she'd loved for years, had someone else in his heart. He married her only because he coveted her father's military power and wanted to overthrow him and seize the throne.

The cherished dream she'd held for years ended in such a cruel way.

Shen Lingwei regretted everything and hated herself for trusting the wrong person.

Perhaps her resentment was too deep. After she died, she became a ghost and took up residence in her own memorial tablet. With nowhere else to go, she cursed the heartless scoundrel day and night, while also wanting to see what kind of fate awaited him.

Three years later, the warlords rebelled and the throne changed hands. Prince Qi Xie Jing, who had always kept his distance from her, led the rebel army straight to the palace.

It was deep in the night, and the dew had grown heavy.

Covered in blood, Xie Jing entered with the severed head of Si Yichen, who had by then become emperor, in his hand. He stepped over a floor drenched in blood and gently touched her memorial tablet, murmuring like a lover, "Weiwei, I'm sorry. I'm too late."

Shen Lingwei: ...

When she opened her eyes again, Shen Lingwei had been reborn before her wedding to Si Yichen. Her family and friends had gathered at her home to celebrate her marriage.

As people toasted and chatted, Shen Lingwei casually looked up and suddenly spotted Xie Jing in the courtyard, arriving with the old Prince Qi to offer his congratulations. Thinking of her encounters with him over the past few months, she felt an unfamiliar fondness for him.

Xie Jing was born into a noble family. At a young age, he already commanded the Imperial Guard and held enormous power at court, drawing noblewomen from every region like moths to a flame. But he saw such matches as nothing more than political alliances and cared little for them.

Until one day, he accompanied his father to a friend's home to celebrate a happy occasion.

A spring breeze brushed past, and the waters of the pond rippled. Young ladies sailed across the lake, their clear, sweet laughter drifting from afar.

As people toasted and chatted, someone at the banquet got drunk and started teasing him, quietly asking which of the women he liked.

He glanced over without much interest.

Among the noblewomen, Shen Lingwei was stunningly beautiful. Her usually cool face softened when she met his gaze. First she looked surprised, then her lips spread into a radiant smile. In front of her fiance, she pursed her lips in playful displeasure and said, "Young Master Xie, what took you so long? I've been waiting ages."

A gentle breeze brushed across the water, sending ripples through the pond.

Xie Jing's large hand slowly tightened around his wine cup. He gave a composed nod, but inside, a storm was already raging, stirring up the first stirrings of love.

From then on, through countless days and nights, he lost himself in her again and again. He even crushed his pride and prostrated himself on the ground, just to chase after her gaze.

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Everyone knew that Zhou Peiyu, the Wei Kingdom's Grand General, was cruel and bloodthirsty. A serious injury had left him with a shortened lifespan, earning him the nickname "Living Yama."

After a sudden coup, the Qi Kingdom was destroyed.

Zhao Yizhu, the daughter of a chancellor who had once been destined for a life of wealth and privilege, became a prisoner overnight. She lost the enviable marriage arranged for her and was sent to Wei as a hostage bride.

Remembering her father's earnest instructions before she left, she resolved to kill Zhou Peiyu and rid the country of a traitor.

So Zhao Yizhu decided to play the role of Zhou Peiyu's legendary unattainable first love. She studied the woman's arrogance and the ways she seduced men, determined to claim a place in his heart.

At their first meeting, the wild-eyed man sat on a high dais, looking down at her.

Dressed in white like an immortal, she lowered her head to reveal her snow-white neck and approached him with tender, humble grace, pouring him wine. "Please, General, take pity on me."

The man said nothing, but drank the wine she offered in one gulp.

The next time they met, she married him as planned.

In their bridal chamber, red silk billowed around them. Faced with her tenderness, the man was indeed moved, kissing her more and more gently.

She knew her plan had succeeded. When he was badly injured and off his guard, she didn't hesitate to plunge a dagger into his chest.

Ignoring his wounds, the man seized her and pinned her to the bed. As she panicked, he bent down and softly kissed the blood from her fingertips. "Want my life? Then take it."

The male lead's perspective:

Everyone knew Zhou Peiyu held enormous power at court, was ruthless, and killed without blinking.

But no one knew that when he was a poor child, people trampled him like an ant into the mud, and he had to fight dogs for scraps of food.

It was Zhao Yizhu who happened to pass by and kindly rescued him. She didn't mind his dirt and ugliness, and patiently taught him to read and write. She was as beautiful as a ray of light, illuminating his dark and twisted life.

At that moment, the boy who had nothing developed a desire to possess her.

For the rest of his life, he would do anything, even lay a trap that reached everywhere, just to have her.

Amid all the world's beautiful blossoms, I only wish to look at you. The stars in my eyes are all you.

Theme: Though love may be separated by mountains and seas, even mountains and seas can be crossed.