Clear Moon, Quiet Joy

Weibo: @Jinjiang Yimi It was pouring that day. The bridal sedan chair, meant to be delivered to the Shangshu residence, turned down two streets and ended up at the Yongxi Earl’s residence. Completely unaware, Ning Xueying saw her new husband clearly in the glow of the wedding candles. The man was handsome and elegant, with an imposing bearing, but his eyes were as unfathomable as an abyss, making his temperament impossible to read. In the middle of the night, with the rain still pouring, Ning Xueying was pushed into the bridal canopy, her hair in disarray. The next morning, Ning Xueying turned to look at her husband, who sat by the bed straightening his collar. “Good morning, Third Young Master.” Wei Zhan’s long fingers paused. He turned to look at her. “Why call me Third Young Master?” Ning Xueying was shocked and bewildered to learn she had married into the wrong family, but they had already consummated the marriage, so there was no way to call it off. Fortunately, the heir, Wei Zhan, was willing to take responsibility and never let her go without food, clothing, or comfort. Looking at the Third Young Master of the Ji family, who had come to her door in indignation, Ning Xueying sighed. “We were never meant to be.” Wei Zhan’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. That night, he did not let his little wife off lightly. In the warm spring of the third month, Ning Xueying traveled south to visit her family, only to be cornered aboard a passenger boat by the Ji family’s Third Young Master. There was nowhere to run. Third Young Master Ji was full of resentment. “Does he... treat you well?” Ning Xueying lowered her eyes and looked away. “Very well. I wish you and your wife a harmonious marriage, too.” Third Young Master Ji’s expression changed. “What wife? She was just a pawn Wei Zhan arranged. She packed up and ran away ages ago! Little Sister Xueying, you’ve been deceived!” Ning Xueying was caught in a dilemma. So the mistaken marriage was all part of a carefully laid plan. Wei Zhan had wanted her all along. Note: 1. The male lead is reborn, has been plotting for a long time, and has a split personality. 2. Cover art by Shili Changhuan Reis Upcoming Stories Below Historical Romance: "Grievances of the Spring Quarter" Years later, when they meet by chance, the gentle, jade-like Crown Prince smiles with a sigh. “You’ve changed a lot.” She is no longer willful and spoiled. She has become quiet and gentle. Jiang Yinyue says nothing, remembering how she was cast aside back then... She had once been a proud young lady from a distinguished family, the Crown Prince’s childhood sweetheart. Spoiled by his favor, she had been arrogant and overbearing, infuriating the old emperor. Rather than choose her as a bride for the royal family, he had decided to settle for the daughter of a minor official, a girl who was refined and well-mannered. That way, they could have a beautiful love story. The Crown Prince’s betrothal was a grand affair. Everyone praised the handsome couple, who had overcome countless obstacles and shared a love that would endure. Jiang Yinyue became a laughingstock. People laughed that the Crown Prince had been stringing her along all this time, using her as a foil for the minor official’s daughter without her even realizing it. The daughter of the minor official was the precious treasure the Crown Prince truly wanted to cherish. “Yinyue, I can grant you a marriage decree. You may choose any talented young man at court.” Was that supposed to make up for it? Jiang Yinyue felt a lump in her throat, her hopes utterly destroyed. She shut herself away, and her father repeatedly scolded her for being useless. In a fit of pique, she chose to marry down and wed a poor scholar. Her days passed in quiet simplicity. Three years flew by. She accompanied her husband to take up a post in the provinces. They got separated on the way, and just as she found herself in a sorry state, she ran into the Crown Prince, who was on an imperial progress through the south. The Crown Prince, still radiant and noble, intended to have a heart-to-heart with Jiang Yinyue to make up for how he had wronged her. But then a refined-looking man hurriedly arrived to find her. Wei Qin took Jiang Yinyue’s hand, worry in his eyes. “I’m sorry, my wife. I’m late.” Jiang Yinyue was stunned. She had never seen him so flustered. In her impression, Wei Qin had always been restrained, courteous, and unhurried. The Crown Prince watched them quietly, his gaze falling on their clasped hands. A strange ache rose in his chest. He had never imagined that one day he would humbly beg Jiang Yinyue to return to his side. A story of healing, with the second male lead winning her heart · Moral: Responsibility and sincerity are the foundations of love.