After Mistaking Someone Else for My Fiancé

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[Possessive Pursuit, Long-Laid Plans]

The Yan and Xie families had arranged a betrothal when their children were still in the womb.

After the Yan family fell into decline, Yan Wan'er brought the marriage contract to the Xie residence. Knowing she was no longer worthy of marrying into the family, she secretly broke off the engagement with the eldest son of the Xie family, asking only for temporary protection. The eldest son breathed a sigh of relief and sent her to a side courtyard.

But an unexpected mishap led Yan Wan'er to spend one reckless night with the Xie family's second young master, Xie Zhiji. When she awoke and saw their rumpled clothes, Wan'er's mind went blank.

Xie Zhiji was as radiant as the moon after rain, noble beyond compare, and the top scorer in the imperial examinations, personally selected by His Majesty. How could she possibly afford to provoke him?

Before he woke, Wan'er pretended nothing had happened. But the very next day, Xie Zhiji came looking for her. "Cousin, are you going to use me and then cast me aside?"

Wan'er evaded his gaze. "I don't know what Second Young Master is talking about."

Xie Zhiji slowly took a small undergarment from inside his robe. It was unmistakably the one she had lost that night.

Wan'er: ⊙_⊙

After news of the broken engagement spread, everyone in the residence sighed and pitied Wan'er. Fortunately, Second Young Master Xie was kindhearted and often visited the side courtyard to look after her attentively.

Three months passed. The person in the side courtyard showed no sign of hardship; instead, she grew more and more radiant. Faced with everyone's envious looks, Wan'er held a stiff smile and secretly covered her neckline.

Everyone said Xie Zhiji was as pure as a jade tree in an orchid grove, but only Yan Wan'er knew how wicked he could be. As he grew ever more presumptuous, Wan'er secretly asked the Xie elders for permission to leave.

At a night banquet, everyone searched for Xie Zhiji but could not find him.

Just beyond a curtain, he pinned her against the wall and leisurely took hold of her slender waist.

Their shadows tangled, their breaths intertwined.

With a trace of anger, he whispered beside her ear, his voice low and cutting. "Don't make a sound."

Xie Zhiji had known since childhood that his mother had left him a fiancee.

His father was incompetent, and his stepmother brought trouble. He worked hard to rise through the ranks, reaching the highest offices, thinking that one day he would never let his wife suffer the slightest grievance.

He never expected his betrothed to come to him and say she wanted to marry his stepbrother.

At that moment, Xie Zhiji laughed in exasperation.

The man who had always been pure and self-restrained found himself wanting to steal her away.

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[After Marrying the Wrong Man]

After their wedding, Tan Nuo'er discovered that her husband was nothing like the man she had known before marriage.

Her husband, Pei Lin, was the heir to a prince's estate: warm, openhearted, and full of youthful spirit. They had met during the Flower Festival and exchanged letters for half a year. Three months ago, he returned victorious from battle, and only then did she finally accept his proposal.

But the man before her now... Though he still looked the same, his manner was cool and reserved, noble and distant, neither warm nor cold toward her.

Even in the privacy of their chambers, he was extremely restrained.

"Is something the matter?"

One morning, her husband embraced her from behind and arranged her hair. His deep gaze fell on her face in the mirror, cool and clear. Looking at the familiar face, Nuo'er told herself she was being paranoid.

"Nothing."

Not long afterward, a letter arrived from her parents, informing her that her husband had died some time ago and urging her to return home soon. She had been delighted just a moment earlier at the physician's congratulations, but now her hands and feet turned icy cold.

"Is something the matter?"

Her husband glanced at the letter and spoke indifferently.

Nuo'er clenched the paper in her hand, suppressing the tremor in her voice.

"Nothing."

Crown Prince Pei Xuanqing was secretly investigating the murder of the heir to Prince Chen's estate. The trouble was that the heir had a fiancee who was about to marry him. To avoid alerting the culprit, Pei Xuanqing married her instead.

At first, Pei Xuanqing suspected she might be a spy;

A month later, her suspicion was cleared, and he planned to play along;

Later, the marriage was a fait accompli, so bringing her back to the capital as a secondary consort would do;

He never expected... that she would secretly set a trap to lure him out, then sneak away.

Ha. She ran away?

And took his child with her.

P.S. A sweet little story of possessive pursuit after face-slapping makes the hero fall hard.

Theme: Those who never forget will eventually be answered.