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She was the daughter of a disgraced official, destined for exile in the northern frontier, but the Noble Consort intervened and saved her. On her deathbed, the Noble Consort entrusted her five-year-younger Fifth Prince to her care.
Knowing he had no interest in power, she devoted herself to looking after his every need and did all she could to stay clear of the political whirlpool.
Unexpectedly, he changed his mind overnight, rose swiftly through the ranks, and ascended the throne.
And the boy of years past had grown into a tall, exceptional young man.
Suppressing the tremor in her heart, she tried to conceal feelings she could never speak aloud, silently staying by his side.
Only when he stripped away the power in her hands did she suddenly realize that he no longer needed her, and that it was time for her to leave.
As her carriage reached the city gate, he galloped after her and demanded furiously, "Sister, are you going to abandon me?"
He brought her back to the palace and cut off all contact between her and the outside world;
He even disregarded her wishes and forced the title of Noble Consort upon her, casting her into the eye of the storm and nearly getting her killed;
What terrified her most was that one night, drunk, he pinned her to the bed and said, "Sister, you can only ever be mine."
She tried to break free, but the young man's powerful arms formed a cage around her. His eyes burned with feverish, frenzied desire, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
To end this love that should never have existed, she was willing to perish in the flames if that was what it took to escape.
Looking at the ruins before him, Song Jinmo sank to the ground. His eyes were bloodshot, tears rolling from their corners, filled with regret and despair.
A clear-headed, beautiful woman yearning for freedom VS an overbearing, lovesick young emperor
PS: This story is set in an imaginary world and is a bit of a hodgepodge, so please don't scrutinize the details.
Three-year age gap, with the woman older than the man.
Both are pure in body and heart, one-on-one, happy ending, with some melodramatic elements.
Please don't announce that you're dropping the story. Be kind.
Coming soon: "Falling into the Cage". Feel free to add it to your collection.
Today was the day Shi Yuan was to be married. For some reason, she felt that her beloved seemed different from usual. He even blindfolded her during their wedding night.
When she woke the next morning and saw the person lying beside her, she was thunderstruck.
Her beloved had somehow been replaced by her cousin, who had already risen to the rank of chancellor.
Everyone urged her to accept what had happened and make the best of it. She reluctantly severed her romantic ties and resolved to spend the rest of her life with her cousin.
One day, she accidentally overheard him say, "From beginning to end, Ah Yuan was the one I wanted to marry. Everything I did was to set things right."
Her eyes widened. So the mix-up of the bridal sedan chairs, and her beloved being ordered to the battlefield, had all been his doing.
She packed her things, left a divorce agreement behind, and fled the estate in the dead of night.
Her cousin still tracked her down. When she refused to return with him, he threatened her with her brothers' and father's careers, leaving her no choice but to give in.
When she learned that her beloved had died because of her cousin's schemes, Shi Yuan's heart turned to ash, and she leapt from a cliff.
Wen Zhiyu was born into the imperial clan. Gifted with exceptional courage and cunning, he became the youngest chancellor of the dynasty through careful planning and strategy.
When he learned that Shi Yuan had jumped from a cliff, he personally led a search party and scoured the foot of the cliff for days. Alive or dead, he had to find her.
When he heard that someone who looked like Shi Yuan had appeared, he dropped his work and rode a thousand miles through the night to see for himself.
When he finally found her, she was laughing brightly on another man's back.
He clenched his fists and hurried over, his voice trembling. "Ah Yuan, will you come home with me?"
The woman tilted her head and looked at him in confusion. "You're very strange. This is my home. Where else do you want me to go?"
Theme: Love matters, but you must never compromise who you are for it.
The copywriting has the fragrance of red sleeves from more than ten years ago, as if I have seen the days when marrying off concubines was popular.
They are about to leave the palace, so what are they thinking about? Grandma Wang's plan is in vain.
Good guy, is this the difference between the love brain and the family brain? Emperor: She loves me, she doesn't love me, why doesn't she love me, how can she love me? I give her everything, why doesn't she love me? Heroine: Go home and see your father and brother...
The writing is a bit immature... The characters are too stiff... Come on
Even if the late emperor's noble concubine agreed to leave on her own, how could the two palace maids leave just as she said so?
Can't you see such an obvious calculation? I'm confused.
One has low self-esteem, the other is irritable, absolutely terrible.
He really has no mouth for literature and is an awkward man and woman.
Don't even open your mouth to speak. Donate it, bah bah.
Why not let the heroine go?