The young cousin who came from the countryside was frail, refined, and delicate.
The young masters of the Wu'an Marquis household usually went bare-chested, practicing swordplay and archery in the training grounds, rough and reckless.
But whenever the cousin arrived, they would awkwardly put on their clothes and start acting refined and proper.
Everyone said that this pretty young cousin was probably going to choose one of the young masters as her husband.
But no one knew that, long before then, the cousin had eloped with her sweetheart on the thousand-mile journey to seek refuge with her maternal grandparents.
The cousin here now was only a stand-in: after falling off a cliff and losing her memory, she remembered only that a flood had devastated her hometown, and that she had to go seek refuge with her country bridegroom, her betrothed.
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The cousin had forgotten everything except that her betrothed was her eldest male cousin. He was supposed to treat her gently and warmly, with impeccable manners.
But the eldest cousin she met was a towering, powerfully built man, rough and fierce, a cold-faced demon feared by everyone in the household.
She thought they had simply grown distant after so many years apart.
So she became even more gentle and considerate, going to the training grounds every day to watch him practice, praise his skill, and prepare meals for him.
Given enough time, she was sure she and her cousin would grow close again.
Qin Mosong was the eldest legitimate son of the Wu'an Marquis. He had followed his grandfather to guard the border since childhood, and grown into a man of fierce and bloody resolve.
Because he looked fierce and was cold by nature, he had remained unmarried for years.
Who would have thought that his family would find him a cousin for a bride?
The cousin was frail, but her skin was fair and delicate, like tofu made of water.
She came to watch him train every day and brought him sweet drinks. Her gaze was all soft and clingy, and if he acted a little fierce, her eyes would turn red and she'd look utterly heartbroken.
This cousin truly loved him to death.
So, during a mission, Qin Mosong was injured and delayed on his way home. Afraid the cousin would worry, he wrote his first letter and had it delivered in a hurry.
When the messenger returned, he asked, "How is the cousin? Was she terribly upset?"
The messenger hesitated. "General, the cousin... she was very happy."
Qin Mosong raised a fierce eyebrow. "Happy? Happy to get my letter?"
The messenger replied, "No. Her health has improved, and she remembered she has a childhood betrothal. She's getting married."
Qin Mosong: "?"
He was injured, not dead. Was the cousin really in such a hurry to find someone else?
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