Yun Xiu was a concubine, and a concubine with a single white hair.
This was her second life, after being reborn. In her previous life, she choked to death on a pastry. Xiao Hexuan pounded on her chest, but by then it was too late to save her.
She was just an old concubine. If she died, she died. In a grand general's household, she was nothing more than a plaything.
Now, by her reckoning, she was twenty-five. At an age when ordinary women lived in harmony with their husbands and were surrounded by children, she was still doing the same old job: being someone's concubine.
Over the years, she had known both favor and neglect. Ever since that woman entered the household, Yun Xiu had often watched Xiao Hexuan's retreating back.
Yun Xiu knew her place all too well. Yet that woman still dreamed of rising from a low branch to become the wife, and picked fights with Yun Xiu every chance she got.
Yun Xiu sneered. "You've picked a fight with me, and found yourself kicking cotton."
Looking at Xiao Hexuan, so cold-hearted he seemed to lack even a heart and lungs, she decided she was done. Between her previous life and this one, she had already enjoyed plenty of his wealth and honors. Once Xiao Hexuan found a new love, they would be even.
A timid, perceptive, beautiful concubine x a cold-hearted, taciturn great general.
The husband must win back his wife, possessive love, both virgins.
Next story: My Cousin's Unreasonable Longing
The Meng clan of Zhaoling was a distinguished family with a century of scholarly tradition. The marriage between the Meng family's eldest legitimate grandson and the Xie family's legitimate daughter was the grandest affair in the capital.
But on the eve of the wedding, the cousin who had been living in seclusion at Puhua Temple was brought back. The Meng family was filled with conflicting thoughts, and whenever they mentioned the cousin, their faces twisted with disgust.
Meng Saitan, Junior Tutor to the Crown Prince, carried himself with graceful poise and kept his icy nature hidden. He was rigid and unfeeling, and valued his family's prosperity and rules above all else.
Ning Li had been dependent on others since childhood, but Meng Saitan cherished her, taught her with care, and treated her like his own younger sister. He had doted on her as if she were a precious jewel.
On the night Ning Li came of age, her heart fluttering with youthful longing, she offered herself to Meng Saitan, believing he would be unable to refuse her as he always had.
Instead, Meng Saitan slapped her across the face. Ning Li was stunned.
"I can't believe I raised you to be so shameless."
The matter spread throughout the household. Ning Li's reputation was ruined, and everyone despised her.
Afterward, Meng Jijiu sent her to Puhua Temple to live in seclusion.
The favored daughter of heaven became a flower in the mud.
For three years, there was not a day when she didn't hope Meng Saitan would bring her home. She wrote to him every day, telling him she knew she had been wrong.
Instead, she received news of Meng Saitan's wedding, and the Meng family summoned her home so she could watch Meng Yuyan get married and finally put an end to her hopes.
Three years after they parted, Ning Li returned with prayer beads wrapped around her hand. Her expression was calm as she faced the snide remarks from everyone in the hall, smiling as she offered her congratulations without a hint of resentment.
Then, one day, she saw Meng Saitan help a woman down from a carriage. She was the Xie family's eldest legitimate daughter, famous throughout the capital.
Meng Saitan's profile was gentle, and the two of them were a perfect match.
So he had never thought much of Ning Li at all.
The prayer beads snapped and scattered across the ground. Ning Li knew she would never hope for anything again.
Buddha has never saved those in love.
Meng Saitan had many things beyond his control, such as the love poison, and his cousin Ning Li...
The love poison left him unable to control himself. Without a suitable person to relieve it, one day he would explode and die. But if someone became the one to relieve the poison, they would have to be bound to him for life, until death did them part.
A calculating, obsessive, volatile beauty who seems like a flirt on the surface but is secretly a delicate sweetheart who feels pain intensely x a cold, abstinent, untouchable man who seems rigid on the surface but is secretly controlling and afflicted by a love poison that makes him seem sickly
[Possessive love, not-quite-siblings]
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Reading guide:
1. Both are virgins. One-on-one happy ending. A melodramatic story with plenty of rivalrous confrontations. The female lead is obsessive and devoted; the male lead is cold and controlling. Neither is perfect.
2. Personal settings: The female lead is extremely afraid of pain. The male lead has a love poison that he suppresses with medicine. Otherwise, he has to be with a woman...
3. Every pot has its lid, so please don't be mean to this adorable author.
Theme: Chastity is not defined by one's skirt
Didn't I marry someone else and abandon the heroine in my previous life? I can only say that the belated affection is inferior to grass. The man's possessiveness is at work. Only when he loses it can he appreciate it.
Does this mean I won't write the plot behind it?
Is the author not updating anymore?
When I saw it, I just felt that men are cheap (spitting smoke)
I really want to scold this bad male protagonist. More than he, I hope that the heroine's love for him and his love for the heroine will never be equal, not for the rest of his life.
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When will it be updated? Looks great!
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Why did he become a prince again, not a general?