On her way home, Ji Zhuangzhuang was attacked by bandits and fell from her carriage. Before she lost consciousness, she saw a handsome young man rescue her.
When she woke, she was blind. Panicked and helpless, she was comforted and cared for by the young man, who promised to take her home. Gradually, she began to feel at ease.
The young man was upright and kept his word. Ji Zhuangzhuang grew fond of him, and would sometimes feel her way to his room to keep him company and talk. On the night before she went home, she even gave him a scented sachet.
After she returned home, her father saw how she felt and sounded the young man out about marriage. After giving it some thought, he agreed.
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A year later, with her sight restored, Ji Zhuangzhuang traveled north to be married and met her future husband. After all this time, he had grown taller, and carried himself with a steady confidence.
She recognized the scented sachet at his waist. Though he felt like a stranger, she still shyly tugged at his sleeve. "A Lang."
The eldest son of the He family, He Ling, was handsome and had already risen to a high position at a young age. Looking down, he saw the girl draw close to him. His cool lips curved slightly. "Mm."
Their married life was as sweet as honey, and they got along wonderfully, except that Ji Zhuangzhuang often found the nights rather intense.
One afternoon, a man burst into the courtyard. It was the Fifth Young Master, who had just returned after a long absence. Ji Zhuangzhuang, who had been admiring the flowers, froze. The man before her was clearly the young man who had rescued her a year ago.
He Wu's eyes were red, and his voice caught in his throat. "Zhuangzhuang, why did you marry him?"
Ji Zhuangzhuang was thunderstruck. "A Lang..."
A tall figure strode over and stepped directly between them.
He Ling glanced at Ji Zhuangzhuang, frozen in place, then wrapped an arm around her and looked coldly at the man opposite them. "How dare you! Don't you dare disrespect your sister-in-law!"
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