[Proud and spirited Grand Tutor's daughter vs. gentle and refined Crown Prince]
1.
In her previous life, Song Qingyang was raised in wealth and privilege, only to fall into the dirt overnight.
The Crown Prince died, the palace was thrown into turmoil, and a new emperor took the throne. The Song family, once a powerful court clan, was stripped of its rank.
Her father died. Her mother drew her sword and took her own life. Even her elder brother, who had just placed third in the imperial examinations and was always gentle and refined, was cut down.
As he lay dying, his brother's eyes were still open. He shouted, "Qingyang, run!"
She watched it all, powerless to help, as the palace guards forcibly dragged her off and sold her to a brothel.
How could she not hate them?
2.
Reborn, Song Qingyang returned to the year she was seventeen.
The palace coup had not yet happened, and the Song family was still in power. She was still the cherished daughter of the Grand Tutor, a young noblewoman of the capital.
To change her family's fate, the moment Song Qingyang awoke, she mounted a swift horse and rode alone to the frontier.
Relying on memories from her previous life, she saved the Crown Prince, who had died unjustly at the frontier in that life.
Overcome with emotion, Song Qingyang threw her arms around him in front of all the soldiers.
Unlike the gentle boy he had been in his youth, the young man had grown much colder. Though he had tempered his sharp edges, his indifference was still plain to see.
As Song Qingyang embraced him, she thought, I must marry him. Only then can the Song family survive, and only then can I survive...
3.
As a boy, Li Yanshu was Crown Prince. From childhood, he was taught not to show his preferences too openly. He always kept that lesson in mind, until one day he made an exception.
One day, on his way to the Eastern Palace after being summoned by the Grand Tutor, he ran into Song Qingyang, who was still a little rice-ball of a child.
He knew she was the Grand Tutor's daughter and his friend's younger sister. He hadn't meant to tease her too much, but she was so adorable that he couldn't resist poking fun at her a little.
Who could have guessed the little rice ball would start crying? He was so frightened that he gave her all three boxes of imperial pastries before she finally stopped.
After that, he never dared make an exception again.
Years passed in the blink of an eye. He thought he would never cross paths with that crybaby again. Then, just when he thought he was about to die at the frontier, he saw her in red.
The young woman wore a headscarf, with an army of a hundred thousand behind her, waving its banners.
Back in the military camp, the young woman seemed terribly aggrieved. She threw herself into his arms and called him Brother Yanshu...
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Theme: Love yourself before loving someone else.
