The Powerful Minister's Widowed Husband

Wen Changxi was handsome and hot-tempered. He had a childhood sweetheart who was engaged to him, but Wen treated him like a younger brother. On their wedding night, his fiance was drafted into the army. They didn't see each other for three years. When he came back, all that returned was his bones, and Wen Changxi became a widower.

Whenever he got angry, his eyes seemed to burn with fire. He stood out in this poor county, and as a result, he attracted plenty of rotten peach blossoms.

Wen Changxi was miserable and disgusted, and didn't know what to do. Then a new scholar arrived in town. He said he had been close friends with Wen's late husband and would look after him on his friend's behalf.

Chu Weizhang had transmigrated, intent on rising above everyone else. Handsome and born into poverty, he was skilled at reading people. After being seized for conscription, he was assigned to the army as a clerk, where he met Wen Changxi's husband. Hearing a few things about Wen, he grew curious about him. Once he returned and became busy with the imperial examinations, he forgot about that momentary flutter. Then, while serving in Linshui City, he went to visit his cousin and saw Wen again.

Chu Weizhang once thought Wen was like a gentle breeze and a bright moon, and wanted only to hold him close. Later, he came to understand how hard every step of Wen's life had been. He pitied him, and loved him.

At first, Chu Weizhang was attracted to Wen's looks. Later, he found himself loving every bit of him.

The first time Chu Weizhang met Wen Changxi, Wen was washing clothes by the river, swinging a wooden laundry beater with loud thwacks. Chu Weizhang had come into the mountains seeking some peace and quiet, but when he heard the racket and looked up, he was captivated in an instant.

He went over, hoping to make Wen Changxi's acquaintance and exchange names. Water from the laundry beater splashed onto him. Chu Weizhang thought that was even better: now he had an excuse to get to know him. He was not straightforward at all.

Lately, Wen Changxi had felt that someone was following him. He was frightened and uneasy, and had almost been caught once. His neighbors believed him at first, but eventually grew impatient. With no choice, he asked the new scholar for help, and the scholar moved into the courtyard next door.

"I'm not going to be a bother, am I?"

Looking into the beautiful man's damp eyes, Chu Weizhang tilted his chin and smiled. "I promised your late husband I'd protect you."

Including quietly following behind you to protect you all this time. I wasn't stalking you.

At first, Chu Weizhang really had meant to treat him as his friend's widower. Who knew he'd turn out to be such a homewrecker? He would take good care of his friend's husband.

Wen Changxi was home alone when someone knocked on the door.

"Changxi, open up. It's me, your brother's friend."

"Changxi, who's better, me or him?"

Reader's guide:

1. The gong is gloomy, crawling around in the shadows, and a little crazy.

2. They are each other's only one, and dote on each other.

Theme: Everything is hard at the beginning, but anything is possible.