Hurry Up with the Makeup

~ Everyone in the capital knew that Duan Jianbi had become Prince Jin's consort because of an absurd ball-tossing matchmaking ritual. The imperial family kept its word and granted her marriage to Prince Jin. No one knew that the man Duan Jianbi had meant to choose was not this peerless general, the Supreme Commander of the Heavenly Strategy. He had misled her by wearing clothes she had sewn herself, though those clothes had never belonged to him. With the marriage now settled, Duan Jianbi put aside all the ties of the past and devoted herself to hoping she and Prince Jin could live together as husband and wife, in harmony like lute and zither. The road would naturally be difficult, but she always believed that one day the clouds would part and the moon would shine. But she never expected that, after all her hoping, she would hear an absurd promise with her own ears. Prince Jin promised his brother, who was as close to him as family, "When the right opportunity comes, I'll make it possible for you and the Duan girl to be together." Duan Jianbi gave a soft laugh and murmured, "That would be for the best." He Changting did not like his consort. Later, he learned that his good friend and the Duan girl had once been in love. The Duan girl had been greedy for wealth and status, scheming to marry him through the ball-tossing matchmaking ritual. And his good friend still could not let her go. He thought he was willing to bring them together, and made the one promise he would regret for the rest of his life. How could he have known that one day he would scheme and struggle, ride through the night with his troops, and stop his consort's carriage just to tell her, "Come home with me." How could he have known that his consort would lower her eyes and plead with him, "Please grant my wish to be with my brother." Reader's Guide: 1. The heroine is weak, very weak. 2. Old-school melodrama. 3. More to be added if I think of anything. Completed work: Seeing the Bright Moon Amid the Bustle Urging the Bride to Dress: In an old custom, a bride was urged several times before she dressed and set out. See Baidu. Theme: If you bloom, the breeze will find its way to you.