After My Ex Cheated, My Ex-Husband and I Rekindled Our Love

At the end of this winter, Wen He’an lost her power, was stripped of her position, and exiled to the Ruins.

Born into one of the most powerful families in the Celestial Capital, she had once been a figure who could shift the balance of power with a laugh. Everyone said her disgrace and loss of everything she had were all because of one thing: love.

Wen He’an had once married someone else. He was peerless in family background, strength, and looks, and renowned throughout the land. Their bond had been a powerful alliance between two families, with no love involved.

That marriage ended with remarkable calm.

The one who truly made her “lose her head over love” was a hostage from the Eastern Province’s royal court, kept in the Celestial Capital. He was gentle, refined, and serene. Yet at the most crucial moment, he won over her supporters, joined forces with her most formidable rival, and pinned the damning evidence of her power grab on her. Then he rode the opportunity to the top and walked away without a backward glance.

When everything was settled, Wen He’an watched the waves surge for a thousand miles across the barrier of the Ruins and thought she would never have a chance to rise again.

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It was the depths of winter, the end of the year, and the weather was bitterly cold.

Wen He’an was bundled up from head to toe. She returned to her shabby little house with medicine in hand and found, to her astonishment, two or three white-robed immortal painters waiting outside. Their eyes lowered, they silently nodded to her. The sight was so familiar it made her uneasy.

She pushed open the door.

And saw Lu Yuran.

Even in the Celestial Capital of the Ninth Heavens, where powerful cultivators were everywhere, Lu Yuran’s name stood out like pristine snow in Ying. He was the heir on whom great hopes were pinned, ranked at the very top of the Hundred Battles List. Brilliant, sharp, and unstoppable, he was a flawless jade and a peerless talent.

If anyone could find a single stain on him now, that stain was Wen He’an.

His former cultivation partner, with whom he had once formed a powerful marriage alliance.

“I came today to ask you something.”

On a snowy day, Lu Yuran stood by the ruined window in a fine robe and fur cloak. The snow made his striking features look a little weary, but his tone was as irritating as ever. “After all this, can your blindness finally be cured?”

“...?”

“If it can,”

He glanced back at her from a dozen paces away. Frosty indifference seeped from beneath his lazily lowered lashes. “Do you want to come with me?”

“And fight our way back.”

Reading guide:

1. The heroine’s perspective: I thought my ex had traveled all this way to kick me while I was down and laugh at me. Who knew he’d come to help me when I needed it most? The hero’s perspective: I used to think my marriage partner was clever, levelheaded, and capable. We weren’t suited to be spouses, but she was at least a worthy rival. I never expected her to be a hopeless romantic with such terrible taste!

2. Both leads are strong. Sweet romance.

Theme: Love makes people brave.