Blurb written on 2024.6.26
As a prince personally granted his title by the emperor and deeply favored by him, Li Zhuo was someone nobody dared to offend.
His daily routine was to fool around with his closest spoiled young lord friend: teasing cats and dogs, skipping school, and fighting crickets.
Over time, Li Zhuo successfully became one of the capital's most notorious young wastrels.
One day, he fell into the water and came down with a fever.
In a hazy dream, the spoiled friend who fought crickets with him every day was suddenly hit with a family purge and sent into exile. His parents, elder brother, and sisters all died without exception.
After his entire family was wiped out, his best buddy could only flee with his skin torn and flesh mangled. He became a bandit and ultimately died a miserable death on a winter night.
Li Zhuo: What the hell, my buddy has it so bad!
When Li Zhuo woke up, he cursed the stupid dream under his breath.
What kind of lousy dream was that? With him around, how could his best buddy possibly end up like that?
Less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn, a servant came with news: "Your Highness, the Qi family has been purged! Second Young Master Qi is being beaten in prison!"
Second Young Master Qi, Qi Cheng, was his closest wastrel friend.
Li Zhuo: ...
The dream was actually real!!!
A family purge and exile were hard to deal with, but there was a clear way to save the second son of the Qi family.
Li Zhuo's clever mind turned, and he used marriage as an excuse to get an imperial decree from the emperor and save Qi Cheng.
Marrying his wastrel buddy was only a temporary measure.
Li Zhuo considered it a noble sacrifice, sticking his neck out for his friend.
Who could have guessed married life would be so much fun?
He and his wastrel buddy both knew how to enjoy themselves. They were made for each other.
Before, his buddy's family had a curfew, so they couldn't spend time together whenever they wanted. Now they could fight crickets all night!
And after getting a fever, Li Zhuo could look up all sorts of information in his head. He even researched how to make shaved ice! Now he and his wastrel buddy could play cards together in summer without worrying about the heat!
Li Zhuo: I made the right choice getting married (seal clapping its belly.gif)
Qi Cheng was a spoiled young lord.
Having grown up in the back courtyard, he had seen his elders scheme against one another countless times. He trusted no one's heart.
When disaster struck, his father's sworn brother shut his doors tight. His mother's closest friend treated her like a stranger. Even his maternal uncle's family, with whom he was very close, sent only a letter severing ties.
Qi Cheng had no sworn brothers, and he knew full well that at a time like this, everyone else would be rushing to keep their distance.
But he never expected his good-for-nothing drinking buddy to come sauntering over, grinning brightly at him. He said:
"Second Qi, I'm here to take you home."
Highlights:
1. Love and peace, mwah mwah mwah
2. These wastrel husbands are so in love (loudly)! No breaking them up or switching roles. I swallowed the key.
Theme: There are always one or two gentle breezes in this world to fill my eighty-one thousand dreams