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The sixth young lady of the Duke of Xinguo's household, Jiao Jiao, has a dream.
The dream's hero is the God of War Yan Guihan, whom her elder brother has admired for years. On the day he returns victorious to the capital, the emperor personally welcomes him at the city gates, grants him the title of prince, and gives him the title of Rong.
To confirm her dream, Jiao Jiao goes to a road the Prince of Rong is sure to take and sneaks a glance from a window.
Just then, the prince is hit by a flower thrown by one of the girls watching the spectacle. He looks up with a dark expression, and his eyes meet Jiao Jiao's.
Jiao Jiao immediately crouches down.
That night, she has an utterly ridiculous dream. In it, the Prince of Rong is tenderly entwined with her, and they do everything married couples do in private.
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The emperor intends to arrange a marriage for Yan Guihan, listing the capital's unmarried daughters of prominent families in hopes of creating a match made in heaven.
Yan Guihan coolly refuses, but on his way back to his residence, he encounters the sixth young lady of the Duke of Xinguo's household, who boldly blocks his carriage.
The strikingly beautiful young woman is pale, her delicate neck trembling, yet she still forces herself to speak calmly. "I-I can save Your Highness's life."
After Jiao Jiao explains how she proved her dream was real and emphatically warns him that he will be ambushed on a military campaign three months from now, Yan Guihan curls his lips.
He reaches out and pinches the young woman's chin, his tone mean and teasing. "If that's so, miss, why are you blushing?"
Jiao Jiao's face turns completely red.
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Later, the Prince of Rong takes the initiative and proposes to the Duke of Xinguo's household. Jiao Jiao becomes the envy of countless young women in the capital.
But no one knows that the usually cold Prince of Rong, as fearsome as a god of slaughter, corners the young woman in one corner of a carriage and speaks with suggestive warmth.
"Jiao Jiao, were we this intimate in the dream?"
His kiss travels from her snowy, delicate neck to her crimson lips.
"Or were we this intimate... hmm?"
#TheColdGodOfWar'sImageComesCrashingDown#
#AnElderBrother'sIdolIsNotToBeTrusted#
* Call her timid, but she never backs away from bold acts x A clingy sweetheart in dreams, a tough guy in reality
* First love for both, one-on-one sweet romance / face-slapping / love after "marriage"
* Fictional mash-up of the Tang, Song, and Ming eras. No historical nitpicking, please, mwah mwah mwah
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Theme: Good deeds are rewarded
