Stolen Beauty

Jiang Wanhe was unlucky in love and married a poor, low-ranking official. As soon as he climbed the social ladder, he couldn't wait to cast his first wife aside.

The ink on their divorce agreement had barely dried when the Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years' betrothal gifts blocked Jiang Wanhe's doorway from end to end.

The Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years' decree left her no choice about whether to marry him.

Dressed in a phoenix crown and red wedding robes, Jiang Wanhe watched a pair of flat-soled, upturned shoes approach beneath her red veil. Trembling like a leaf, she looked at the man who had forced her into marriage and dropped to her knees.

On their wedding night, the powerful Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years, who held the court in his grasp, lay drunk across her lap and murmured in a burning voice, "From now on, Hehe is my wife."

No one knew that the Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years, whose presence silenced the entire court, had to steal, deceive, and even abduct a bride to get himself a wife.

Still less did anyone know that the demon-like Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years, feared by all in public, was obedient to her in private, acting pitiful in every way just to erase the lingering shadows of her past from her eyes.

A single miscalculation led Gu Chengyuan to be carried back to its nest by a little wild bird.

Gu Chengyuan liked the little bird's gentle warmth, but that was all.

After all, how could a country girl become the wife of a marquis?

That night, the rain came down in torrents. Jiang Wanhe wrapped herself in his cloak and resolutely drew away the pursuing soldiers, leaving him only with these words: "Gu Chengyuan, I don't owe you anything anymore."

Amid the whistle of arrows, he watched helplessly as she fell into the abyss like a bird with broken wings.

Only then did he realize that his heart had died with her in that cold, rainy night.

Years passed. The powerful Marquis Gu unexpectedly caught sight of his dead moon in the home of a lowly toady who fawned on the powerful!

Jiang Wanhe was still alive, but she looked at him with eyes that held nothing but unfamiliarity.

Gu Chengyuan thought that all it would take was a little belated sincerity, and his little bird would flutter back into his palm as she had before.

But she'd hurt her head. All his remorse and seduction became a ridiculous display, like a monkey showing off its feathers. He even ended up branded with the disgraceful title of "Eunuch of Nine Thousand Years."

"Forgotten me? It doesn't matter. I'll carve myself into your bones all over again!"

He would take her back, no matter what!

A foolish bird that had left its nest belonged locked in a golden cage in the deepest courtyard of the marquis's manor, with him by her side day and night, never apart.

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After being reborn, Chu Yuzhao would rather marry the sickly Fourth Prince than share a husband with her younger sister, Chu Yuyao.

Though Xiao Yuming, the Fourth Prince, was of noble birth, he was sick all year round and didn't even have the strength to perform the wedding rites.

The whole capital said Chu Yuzhao didn't know what was good for her. Instead of marrying the Fifth Prince, a candidate to become Crown Prince, she was rushing to serve a consumptive invalid.

Xiao Yuming thought Chu Yuzhao, used to a life of luxury, wouldn't be able to endure the hardship for more than a few days before asking to leave.

On their wedding day, Xiao Yuming had already prepared a divorce agreement.

But Chu Yuzhao made a wonderful life by his side. Even Xiao Yuming couldn't help asking, "Have you ever regretted marrying a useless man like me, Zhaozhao?"

Chu Yuzhao tasted the medicine for him and replied firmly, "If you mean to regret it, why marry? If you choose to marry, then don't regret it."

Xiao Yuming had never fought for anything. He only wanted to spend his whole life in Yun Courtyard. But now, all he wanted was to spend his days with Chu Yuzhao.

What Xiao Yuming hadn't expected was that someone would repeatedly trespass on his turf, trying to steal the sun that belonged to him.

One day, Xiao Jingheng refused to give up. He took Chu Yuzhao's hand and said, "My imperial brother won't live past thirty. A Zhao, you'd better think about what you'll do next."

Chu Yuzhao pulled her hand free and turned to throw herself into Xiao Yuming's arms, crying, "Your Highness, you have to live to a ripe old age."

Xiao Yuming gathered her into his arms and comforted her. "Of course. The medicine in Yun Courtyard is so bitter. I have to protect my little sugar jar."

On the day Xiao Jingheng was stripped of his title and reduced to a commoner, Xiao Yuming cut out his tongue and said, "Fifth Brother is always saying such ill-omened things. I'll keep this tongue for you."

Message: Even when faced with hardship, never give up.