A murder case turned Chen Zhiyu from a prince's consort into a criminal condemned by everyone, and she nearly died.
Fortunately, someone rescued her, and she survived.
To repay the kindness and uncover the truth, Chen Zhiyu changed her appearance and hid her identity as she took her former husband's brother's place as a bride, marrying him to bring him good fortune.
After the wedding, she cared for her frail, disabled husband during the day and secretly investigated the truth about the case at night. Unexpectedly, this brought her into contact with her former husband, Gu Xianqing, again.
Gu Xianqing was the heir to the prince's estate, dignified and composed, with an air of refinement. He was an unattainable flower on a high peak in the capital.
Chen Zhiyu and Gu Xianqing had grown up together, but the murder case had come between them. They were destined to have no future together.
When they met again in a familiar place, Gu Xianqing's cool gaze scrutinized her from head to toe.
Flustered, Chen Zhiyu lowered her head and broke the silence first. "What is Uncle doing in this shabby courtyard?"
She heard his detached voice reply, "Paying my respects to my wife."
They lived under the same roof and kept running into each other.
The more Chen Zhiyu tried to avoid him, the more she couldn't escape that scrutinizing gaze.
Afterward, suspecting that her identity had been exposed, she was about to test the waters when she happened to encounter Gu Xianqing drunk.
His brows furrowed. His trembling fingertip hovered over her eyes as he murmured the words "Little Fish" with unmistakable clarity.
After that night, Chen Zhiyu was certain that Gu Xianqing only thought she looked like the woman she had been when she was his wife.
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Until Chen Zhiyu's husband was on his deathbed, with little time left.
On the eve of his death, Chen Zhiyu clung to her husband's hand, weeping. Then she saw him summon Gu Xianqing to entrust him with his final wishes. "When I'm gone, I'll leave her in your care."
After the funeral, Chen Zhiyu devoted herself to widowhood and continued investigating the past.
Gu Xianqing took good care of her, and the two grew closer. But she noticed his gaze becoming increasingly strange.
Then, under cover of night, Gu Xianqing quietly came to her bedroom.
Whenever she refused to face him, he would part her collar and kiss her deeply along the hollow of her throat.
"Little sister-in-law, you wouldn't want anyone to know we're like this every night, would you?"
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