Su Yin had always thought herself lucky.
She had transmigrated to a dynasty with open-minded customs, where women could study medicine and books, and make a name for themselves.
Her parents were loving, and she and her sisters got along well.
The man she loved was as good as they came: a young master from a distinguished family who set aside his pride to pursue her, determined to marry no one but her.
When she said she wanted to marry a peerless hero, Yan You turned over a new leaf, going from the capital's notorious young troublemaker to a celebrated young general.
Countless noble families wanted to marry their legitimate daughters to him, and even the emperor wanted him to marry a princess,
but Yan You's heart never wavered. He loved only Su Yin.
Afraid of marrying and having children too young, Su Yin made Yan You wait. Despite pressure from his clan and society's prejudice, they agreed to marry when she turned twenty-one.
Su Yin turned twenty-one, but Yan You was caught in danger on campaign and never returned.
Everyone said he was dead, his body lost without a trace.
Su Yin refused to believe it. She crossed mountains and rivers to search for him, determined to see him alive or at least find his remains.
After countless hardships, she finally found Yan You. But he was standing with another woman, smiling and talking intimately, calling each other husband and wife.
"Miss, who are you?" Su Yin heard him ask, his voice full of distance and wariness.
Su Yin decided to leave the past behind. She didn't want him anymore.
Even with all his memories gone, even with convention and reason between them, even with countless lies and deceptions,
he still fell in love with her.
He hated his own baseness, hated the love he should never have felt, hated the countless men pursuing her, and hated the dead husband she loved so deeply.
He never could have imagined that the husband she mourned was his former self.
They had been made for each other, betrothed after exchanging their marriage certificates.
Even under the cruel hand of fate, he kept finding his way back to her.
A gentle yet decisive transmigrated woman
vs.
A devoted puppy before losing his memory, and a young general who gradually turns into a mad dog afterward
Reader's Guide:
Over-the-top melodrama, with equal-opportunity angst. The characters aren't perfect, and roughly eighty percent of the story's suffering will be inflicted on the male lead.
The male lead is a virgin, and has no overly intimate interactions or romantic feelings with the female supporting character. Mistaken identity leads to a misunderstanding.
There will be several male supporting characters, but no changing male lead, no betting on love interests, and a happy ending.
A flavor of coercive romance. By the later chapters, the male lead has been driven mad: both crazy and doglike.
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The male lead only loses his memory and is exploited. He never sells out his country or commits treason. Don't spread rumors, make baseless accusations, or turn this into a debate about values.
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Another "chasing his wife to the crematorium" romance: My Wife, Unknown to Me. A prodigy x a gentle merchant's daughter
When Li Qiulan was thirteen, her grandfather used half the family fortune to secure her a fine engagement.
Her intended was Shang Qing, the youngest son of the great general Xiaoyuan.
Handsome and an unparalleled martial artist,
he became famous throughout the land after his first battle at just fifteen.
When the two families arranged the engagement, Li Qiulan secretly peeked at him through the corridor door.
The young man stood beneath a peach tree in dark robes, his sleeves fluttering in the breeze, his eyes and brows bright and vivid.
She blushed before she knew it.
But Shang Qing never came to meet her.
Over the next five years, he passed by the Li residence seven times, never stopping, never once coming to see her or asking her a single question.
She once thought of going to find him. Before she could even get out of the carriage, she heard him mention her in a cold, contemptuous tone: "She's a merchant's daughter. There's no need to care about her. Don't bring up this engagement again. I won't let her enter my home and disgrace my family."
Li Qiulan fell silent for a long while, then told the driver to turn back.
Later, the Li family's fortunes declined. With disaster looming, Li Qiulan had no choice but to knock on the Shang family's door and ask Shang Qing for help.
When she met him, she was too timid to admit who she was, so she said she was a maid from the Li residence.
Shang Qing was famous from a young age. He became a general at fifteen, living freely and boldly.
He never thought he would fall in love with his own fiancée's maid,
only to be torn apart by it again and again.
After the Li family's crisis was resolved, he went to break off the engagement.
It was his first time meeting his fiancée.
Through the gauze curtain, he couldn't make out her face.
He could only glimpse her slender figure, her long loose hair, and the simple ornaments in it, like a white orchid growing in a mountain valley.
He was momentarily dazed, but still looked away and spoke firmly of breaking off the engagement.
"This engagement was arranged by your grandfather as repayment for a favor. It was never my intention. Now that the debt is settled, we owe each other nothing."
These were the first words Shang Qing had spoken to Li Qiulan in all those years.
Behind the gauze curtain, Li Qiulan stood and bowed to him. "From now on, we are strangers. I wish you well."
But Shang Qing had already left before she could finish saying goodbye.
And no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find the woman he loved.
Until one day, he heard that the only daughter of Jiangnan's wealthiest Li family was about to marry.
Shang Qing rode past on horseback and happened to glance over. His eyes nearly burst with rage.
The woman he had thought of day and night was dressed in red bridal robes, about to become someone else's bride.
Theme: Don't be trapped by the past
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It's really hard to describe my feelings after reading it. I suggest you stop reading it after reading the first volume. The content of the second volume made me feel that the rice in my mouth suddenly changed from spicy hot pot to white rice porridge. I'm not saying that white rice porridge is not good, but the plot and characters have been set back at least twenty years. After the heroine gave birth to a child, it seemed like it was changed by ancient times. It is as if the woman who married her husband and raised her son has taken away her body. Although she has lost her memory and was deceived, the qualities of the previous heroine have disappeared like snowflakes dissolving in water. It is no exaggeration to say that the heroine before and now are completely two people. As much as the heroine in the first volume longs for freedom, the plot in the second volume is just as disturbing. The author seems to have just started to write a love story without hesitation in order to support the story line. It has nothing to do with the righteousness of the family and the country in the first volume, let alone the slightest reaction of the male protagonist to the death of his comrades after he regained his memory. This book is always a good and complete story when it ends with the heroine traveling on a long journey, but the result is an anticlimactic one.
Alas, madam, I want to ask the heroine if she knows for sure that the hero has never slept with Li San. I watched it too fast, I felt like I didn't see the male protagonist prove his innocence 😭
Seeing the heroine entangled with this Liu made me feel sick. She really had amnesia and even lost her brain. Even all the highlights of the heroine before were gone.
How should I put it? The first volume laid a lot of groundwork for the heroine, saying how smart she is. Can such a smart person really not realize how wrong she is now? It can be said that the male protagonist's amnesia changed drastically because of the fairy grass, but what about the female protagonist? She felt that she did not have medical skills, but she did, and she also felt that she was familiar with many medical things, so why was there no further suspicion? She just lost her memory, not stupid.
What's even more strange is, didn't she feel that she would be familiar with the male protagonist when she saw him? I used to like it so much, even if I lose my memory, I will fall in love again. Why do you keep doing this 🍉
It's really upsetting to watch, the heroine looks like she's not smart at all. This step is also very cliche. A lot of psychological activities are self-pity and insistence on going one's own way. There are obviously so many flaws, but I don't believe she can't see it at all.
It's really hard to catch up to this point. It feels like the heroine has been subjugated. It feels like she was forcibly subdued as soon as she lost her memory.
Well, that is to say, does the hero remember that some of the good comrades he misses were killed by his own hands?
Want to see it!!!!! 1. The super sweet young couple gets married and has children step by step! Not a bit bitter!!!! 2. I also want to see Yan You, who has gone through everything, travel back in time to the days when he was fed fairy grass! 😳😳😳😳
What are you pretending to be about cheating... Just because you don't like the male protagonist doesn't mean you like the female protagonist being with a liar man 💔