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******Story Blurb******
The man who had once cherished Yan Ning above all else was dead.
The Regent, a man so cruel and domineering that everyone trembled at the mention of him, had been heartbroken by Yan Ning's misunderstanding and flight. He personally led an expedition to the northern frontier, where he eventually died on the battlefield.
Yan Ning realized her mistake and rushed to the northern battlefield to find him, only to be assassinated and killed herself.
Carrying fear and regret with her, Yan Ning was reborn. This time, all she wanted was for Chong Yi to be safe and sound.
Beneath the morning sun, the young woman gazed up at his stern, sharp-featured face. Determined to untie the knot in his heart, she declared, "In this life, A-Ning will belong to Chong Yi alone."
His voice was dangerous and deep. "If you come back to my side, I will never let you go again, unless I die."
Haunted by everything that had happened in her previous life, Yan Ning was anxious every day.
To keep tragedy from repeating itself, she overcame her timidity and fear, transformed herself into the benevolent businesswoman Yan Wuniang, built her business and amassed wealth, and even set out to win people's hearts.
But whenever she turned around, she would see the darkness in Chong Yi's eyes. "You're busy all day long. How much of your attention do you give me?"
Chong Yi himself was often puzzled. Why was he, a man who had never liked people getting close to him, unable to resist his feelings for that little farm girl who cooked for him?
Ever since returning victorious from the northern frontier, he had spoiled the woman he had lost and regained even more.
Everyone in Shengjing said that the Regent would be getting married soon.
But the wedding... never seemed to be coming.
Chong Yi could never understand why his little cook ran away as soon as he brought up marriage.
The Regent, who made ruthless decisions on the battlefield, lowered his head and asked her, "What is it that I'm still doing wrong?"
Who would have thought that before their marriage could be settled, she would start another business venture...
The day she would marry him still seemed so far away.
[A grand story filled with little sweet moments. Take your time and savor it.]
He coaxed her to sleep and was just about to get up when she pressed his hand beneath her cheek and murmured, "Don't go. I'm scared."
So, on the second day after returning victorious from the northern frontier, the Regent took the unprecedented step of calling in sick to court.
After returning from the northern frontier, she had nightmares every night.
Chong Yi gazed at her with burning eyes. "If you marry me, I can stay with you openly every night. You'll be able to sleep peacefully every day and never have to be afraid again."
But later...
"Don't disturb the princess consort this morning. She went to bed late last night."
"The princess consort was exhausted yesterday. Have breakfast brought to her room a little later."
She flirted with him all day without even realizing it. At last, one day, he took merciless "revenge."
Afterward, he murmured into her ear, "Do you know how I feel every day now?"
"The peach tree blooms, its blossoms bright and fair. When this young woman marries, she will make her home a happy one."
Note:
1. Both leads are virgins, one couple, happy ending, fictional setting.
2. The leads have a ten-year age gap and a noticeable difference in build. Mostly sweet.
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Ink-Stained Splendor (A Record of a Proud Young Lord's Groveling Redemption)
Proud, sharp-tongued young lord X gentle, strong-willed beauty
When Song Yanyan was ten, her father died of illness. The orphaned girl and her widowed mother, who had inherited a family craft, moved into Prince Yan's residence seeking protection.
Song Yanyan first met Xiao Jingmo in the residence's garden, where he was practicing swordsmanship. The young man was heroic and imposing. He leapt with his sword in hand, and the bamboo grove rang as leaves scattered in every direction.
Song Yanyan couldn't help stopping to gaze at him. She continued to gaze at him for the next five years.
Out of regard for his old friendship with Song Yanyan's father, the Prince of Yan treated the mother and daughter with a degree of courtesy. Everyone in the household did, except for his arrogant son, Xiao Jingmo.
The young girl's affection for Xiao Jingmo was tucked away carefully among everyone else's.
With her lovely, delicate hands, she cooked for him and did embroidery. During the Qiqiao Festival, she made sachets for the four young masters of Prince Yan's household.
When Xiao Jingmo saw the sachets in the hands of his three younger brothers, he was so furious he nearly ground his teeth to pieces. Yet he turned to his friend and joked, "She's exhausting every trick to gain our protection."
By the time she came of age, Song Yanyan had blossomed into a dazzling beauty, and suitors were lining up to ask for her hand. Xiao Jingmo wore a dark expression for days and threatened to marry her off to a guard in the prince's household.
Song Yanyan was stunned. She barged into his study to confront him. Xiao Jingmo pinned her against the desk and lifted her chin. His voice held a longing that even he had not noticed:
"You scheme and struggle every day just to stay in the prince's household. You refuse to marry a guard. Don't tell me you want to be the heir apparent's consort?"
Song Yanyan was so mortified and furious that she left two rows of bright red bite marks on his wrist before fleeing through the door.
A month later, Xiao Jingmo, who had avoided marriage for years, suddenly decided to choose a bride. The entire Prince Yan's residence was in an uproar.
Song Yanyan finally gave up hope. Her girlish crush had been nothing but a dream.
Later, the once impossibly proud heir to Prince Yan's title waited for days outside the small house where Song Yanyan was hiding. His hand, clutching the ancestral jade bracelet, was red with cold.
But he watched as she accepted a red lacquer box from a gentle, refined young man dressed in white...
Note: Both virgins, one couple, happy ending, fictional setting.
Theme: Love gives people the strength to grow.
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The back is pretty good, but the front is a bit awkward.
Hahahaha, what a pity it's in Xiaolujiang
Um? Morning??? I want to go back and take a look
Um? Willing? What do you want?
Wow, I finished it in one go. It's too good for my taste. It's so beautiful.
My dear friends, this is my first lottery draw. I didn't understand the rules and set the ratio high. After this draw is over, I will reset it to a lower ratio. Here is the pre-receipt copy: When Song Yanyan was ten years old, her father died of illness. The orphaned and widowed mother, who possesses ancestral skills, moved into Prince Yan's Mansion to seek protection. When Song Yanyan first met Xiao Jingmo, he was practicing swordsmanship in the other courtyard of Prince Yan's Mansion. The young man's anger surged through the rainbow, and he jumped with his long sword. The bamboo forest suddenly rustled and the leaves scattered in all directions. Song Yanyan couldn't help but stop and look at him for five years. King Yan thought about his old relationship with Song's father, and everyone in the palace treated Song Yanyan and her daughter quite politely, except for the arrogant eldest son Xiao Jingmo. The girl had high hopes and carefully hid her feelings for Xiao Jingmo among everyone. With her jade hands that cut into the moon and hollowed out clouds, she went to the kitchen and made nvhong for him. During the Qiqiao Festival, she sewed sachets for the four brothers in Prince Yan's palace. Xiao Jingmo looked at the sachets in the hands of his three younger brothers and was so angry that he almost broke his teeth. He turned around and joked with his friends: "I have spent all my efforts to seek blessing." When Song Yanyan reached the age of hairdressing, she was very beautiful, and there was an endless stream of people seeking to marry her in the capital. Xiao Jingmo kept a cold face for several days, threatening to point her out to the palace guards. Song Yanyan was stunned and broke into his study to question him. Xiao Jingmo leaned her against the desk, raised her chin, and there was an expectation hidden in his tone that he was not aware of: "You have been living like a dog all day long, and all you want is to stay in the palace. If you don't want to marry a guard, do you mean you want to be the crown prince?" Song Yanyan was so ashamed and angry that she left two rows of red tooth marks on his wrists and ran away through the door. Another month later, Xiao Jingmo, who had avoided marriage for many years, suddenly decided to choose a bride, and the whole palace of Prince Yan was abuzz with excitement. Song Yanyan finally gave up, and the young man Mu Ai Quan thought it was a big dream. Later, the former extremely arrogant Prince Yan squatted outside the small house where Song Yanyan was hiding and waited for several days. His hand holding the heirloom jade bracelet was so cold that it turned red, just begging her to turn around and take another look.
Why do I feel like this direction is getting more and more awkward?
This article is expected to enter V in the near future. Those of you who haven't read it yet, hurry up and catch up in the next two days~ (Then Qing Mimi took out the pre-receipt copy in her hand) Please take a look: "Ink Stained with Smoke" (Crematorium), please click on the column for the complete copy! Copy snippet: Song Yanyan was stunned and broke into his study to question him. Xiao Jingmo leaned her against the desk, raised her chin, and there was an expectation hidden in his tone that he was not aware of: "You have been living like a dog all day long, and all you want is to stay in the palace. If you don't want to marry a guard, do you mean you want to be the crown prince?" Song Yanyan was so ashamed and angry that she left two rows of red tooth marks on his wrists and ran away through the door. Another month later, Xiao Jingmo, who had avoided marriage for many years, suddenly decided to choose a bride, and the whole palace of Prince Yan was abuzz with excitement. Song Yanyan finally gave up, and the young man Mu Ai Quan thought it was a big dream. Later, the former extremely arrogant Prince Yan squatted outside the small house where Song Yanyan was hiding and waited for several days. His hand holding the heirloom jade bracelet was so cold that it turned red, just begging her to turn around and take another look.
(90-Degree bow sincerely) Due to the recent pressure on word count to apply for the list + virus cold + data anxiety, the updates are relatively unstable. I am really sorry! I will adjust the situation as soon as possible! (Then Qing Mimi took out the pre-receipt copy in her hand) Please take a look: "Ink Stained with Smoke" (Crematorium), please click on the column for the complete copy! Copy snippet: Song Yanyan was stunned and broke into his study to question him. Xiao Jingmo leaned her against the desk, raised her chin, and there was an expectation hidden in his tone that he was not aware of: "You have been living like a dog all day long, and all you want is to stay in the palace. If you don't want to marry a guard, do you mean you want to be the crown prince?" Song Yanyan was so ashamed and angry that she left two rows of red tooth marks on his wrists and ran away through the door. Another month later, Xiao Jingmo, who had avoided marriage for many years, suddenly decided to choose a bride, and the whole palace of Prince Yan was abuzz with excitement. Song Yanyan finally gave up, and the young man Mu Ai Quan thought it was a big dream. Later, the former extremely arrogant Prince Yan squatted outside the small house where Song Yanyan was hiding and waited for several days. His hand holding the heirloom jade bracelet was so cold that it turned red, just begging her to turn around and take another look.
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