Marrying My Cousin

Cheng Jinzhi was forced by her aunt to marry the aunt’s stepson, the legitimate grandson of a marquis, a man of noble birth whom she had once called Cousin. Cousin fell in love with a poor girl and was willing to fall out with his family to break off his engagement. Of course, that was impossible. As long as he still bore the surname Qin, the marriage could not be called off. Cousin was forced to marry her all the same, and helplessly kept his beloved, who came from a humble family, outside the home. Bearing the hopes her parents and aunt had placed in her, Cheng Jinzhi could only pretend she knew nothing and marry into the Qin family, determined to be a good wife. Once she was pregnant, she would personally welcome the poor girl into the household for Cousin. * Qin Jian was born into privilege and exceptionally clever. At a young age, he became a reader-in-waiting to the Crown Prince. Everyone knew he was the emperor’s chosen right-hand man for the heir, with a boundless future ahead of him. His life had been smooth sailing, save for one sore point: the marriage arranged by his stepmother. He disliked it and had fought against it, but failed. When he reached a marriageable age, he finally married his cousin, hailed as “the model of womanhood.” They treated one another with respect, and he found her quite agreeable. Later, he happened upon his cousin’s journal, filled with the private thoughts of a young woman. Every letter was addressed to “Lord Bright Moon.” Her graceful, lively calligraphy was astonishing, and the writing revealed a learned, candid, and amusing woman he could not help but adore. He secretly copied it all. He wanted to have children with her and spend their lives together. Until one day, he came into possession of a bundle of stolen letters, kept in an exquisite lacquer box. They were letters his wife had written to “Lord Bright Moon” from the age of fifteen to eighteen. So “Lord Bright Moon” was a real person. He pretended not to know and held back again and again, but when that “Lord Bright Moon” came to the capital, he could no longer contain himself. He had a fierce argument with her and blurted out the whole matter. Her expression remained calm. She did not offer a single explanation, only saying, “If Cousin cares so much, then let’s divorce.” Qin Jian’s eyes nearly bulged with rage. He gritted his teeth and said, “Cousin, you’re too naive. As long as you still bear the surname Cheng, you’ll die in the Qin family, even if it kills you!” The opening section is from the heroine’s point of view. Both leads are virgins, 1v1, happy ending. Upcoming story: “Marrying My Ex’s Maternal Uncle.” Please add it to your favorites. Wen Ji’an was a top-ranked candidate in the palace examination who rose to the position of chief minister. But after nearly becoming a prince consort, he lost several years and still had not married. In his thirties, his mother arranged a marriage for him. He first saw his fiancée on the day of the betrothal ceremony. She was dressed in especially vivid colors, and her crimson jacket and skirt cinched her waist to a slender line. He lowered his gaze, surprised his mother had chosen someone like her. But the marriage was already settled, so there was nothing more to say. He let it be. After their wedding, he discovered that although his wife was young and alluring, she was also gentle and well-mannered. As they grew tender with each other day by day, they gradually found the bliss of newlyweds, perfectly attuned to each other. Then one day, a young relative came to their home. When he saw his wife, he looked shocked and despondent, while she drank several more cups of wine. That night, her face flushed, she clung to a wine jar and said bitterly, “I finally got to see this day. Becoming his aunt by marriage just to make him furious!” Wen Ji’an’s expression darkened. Only then did he learn that his wife had once been in love with his young relative and had married him out of spite. That night, he sat beside his drunken wife, keeping watch over her until dawn. Theme: Live diligently, and good things will come