Jiang Wanyue often had a strange dream. In it, she was the empress dowager, shackled at the ankles and chained to the bed by the regent. Every nightfall was a nightmare for her.
After she coughed up blood and died, he ground her bones to dust and made them into a thumb ring that he carried with him. Even after her death, he refused to let her be laid to rest.
After waking, Jiang Wanyue was determined to avoid the selection of palace consorts, so she set her sights on the man she had picked up.
When she found him, the man was on the verge of death, his whole body seemingly drenched in blood. Only his face was remarkable.
So Jiang Wanyue used her kindness to demand repayment, requiring him to marry into the Jiang family. They made a contract: she would set him free after three years.
At first, she thought of it only as a last resort to avoid being sent to the palace. But gradually, Jiang Wanyue changed her mind. She wrote a divorce agreement, tore it up, then wrote another, but she could never bring herself to hand it to him.
Several months later, however, a sudden upheaval shook the palace. Chu Yan led troops in a coup, enthroned the six-year-old crown prince, and seized complete control of the government.
Only when an extravagant marriage proposal, accompanied by a procession stretching ten li, arrived at the Jiang residence did Jiang Wanyue realize that the familiar face she saw every day belonged to the same man from her dream, the one who held power over the entire court.
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In his previous life, Chu Yan had been the crown prince. After treacherous ministers usurped the throne, he wandered the countryside like a stray dog, then clawed his way back to the top with ruthless force.
Amid the bloodshed and turmoil, only the young empress dowager in the inner palace could give him peace.
Reborn, he returned to the lowest point in his life. He never expected her to appear before him like this, reaching out to him in the light.
At first, he only wanted to use Jiang Wanyue's identity to return to the court. But when he saw a freshly written divorce agreement on her desk, his eyes darkened abruptly.
All pretense of gentleness vanished. He stormed up the jade steps, then turned back and reached out to her.
"Wife, which would you prefer, empress or regent's wife?"
Theme: Be sincere