The only son of the Duke of Wei returned victorious, and the entire capital welcomed him with a grand and fervent reception.
Zhu Lin was among the crowds celebrating and admiring him. She fought with all her might to squeeze into the very front row.
She stretched out both arms to stop the young man’s galloping horse. Looking up at him, she held out a piece of paper with a sincere, helpless look in her eyes. "Lu Jifeng, will you marry me? Please."
After a long while, she heard the triumphant young general click his tongue, followed by the sound of his horse’s hooves as he rode away. He took with him the paper on which she had asked him to marry her, its ink still wet.
To curry favor and form an alliance, her father and stepmother had arranged for her to become the concubine of a dissolute heir with the worst character. She had heard that he was notorious for frequenting brothels, and that no fewer than ten of his concubines had died from the filthy diseases he brought home.
Zhu Lin despised the thought of marrying a man like that, and she didn’t want to die.
Knowing that Lu Jifeng hated the way she talked, she pretended to be mute and summoned every ounce of courage she had to stop his horse in the street.
He was the only person she could turn to for help.
Zhu Lin no longer cared how that man might mock her in the future.
All she knew was that her last hope had been snuffed out, too.
The day before Zhu Lin’s wedding, The Outcast himself came to the Zhu household to offer betrothal gifts on behalf of his son. With the grandest procession and most lavish gifts, he snatched her away from the wedding, causing a sensation throughout the capital.
Zhu Lin knew that Lu Jifeng had agreed to marry her only to get revenge and toy with her.
But however you looked at it, he had saved her. She was overjoyed and grateful. After the wedding, she kept her distance and behaved herself, waiting for him to tire of her and give her a divorce letter or an amicable separation.
But as time went by, somehow they ended up in the same bed.
Lu Jifeng returned victorious, carrying with him the natural arrogance and flamboyance he was born with.
On the journey back to the capital, he had only three things on his mind: report for duty, let his family know he was safe, and see Zhu Lin, the sworn enemy who had spent the past year relentlessly writing letters to mock him. Once he got back, he’d have to teach her a lesson.
When he saw her stop his horse and hand him that piece of paper, he was first stunned, then shocked.
What was she up to this time?
A new trick to toy with his feelings?
He wasn’t about to fall for it.
At the victory banquet, he heard that Zhu Lin was about to marry and had been poisoned into silence. The young man, who had stayed calm even on the battlefield, showed panic for the first time. Only then did he realize her wedding was tomorrow.
Lu Jifeng left the victory banquet before it was over.
#Fine, whatever game she’s playing#
#I’ll play along with her#
[Twisty Sweetheart x Arrogant Young General]
Theme: Lovers are destined to end up together
