After Being Forced to Marry the General with a Crippled Leg

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[A spoiled little princess × a fatherly general] Marriage first, love later

Jing Hui was born into wealth and privilege. As the emperor's legitimate princess, she had been cherished by him since childhood and had always gotten whatever she wanted.

But when the emperor fell gravely ill, the empress dowager issued a marriage decree, betrothing her to Lu Songyuan.

Everyone in the realm knew Lu Songyuan's fearsome reputation!

Born among commoners, he had led just a thousand men in the northern frontier to destroy a small kingdom. But after becoming famous in a single battle, he was framed and lost the use of both legs.

After that, his temperament changed completely. Wherever he went, corpses littered the ground. He massacred cities, brutalized his enemies, and committed every kind of atrocity.

He was a terrifying man with unfathomable schemes!

At their first meeting, the terrifying man shot an arrow at her, and Jing Hui fainted on the spot.

When she woke up, the little princess was furious. Clutching the corner of her quilt, she gritted her teeth and declared, "I'll marry him! I will have my revenge!"

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On their wedding night, they each slept under their own quilt. The next day, everyone in the manor was saying Lu Songyuan was impotent.

Lu Songyuan: (￣ー￣)?

A few days later, the little princess, who loved brewing wine, heard that the great general couldn't hold his liquor. She added a hefty dose to his drink and left him unconscious for three days.

Lu Songyuan, who woke up thinking he'd gone to paradise: (`皿`)?

Later, on Taiping Street, Jing Hui pushed his wheelchair at top speed.

Lu Songyuan had no idea what scheme this little menace had come up with to torment him. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he asked, "What are you planning to do now?"

Jing Hui poked her head out from behind him, grinning as her scheme succeeded. "Today, I'm taking you to the Red Fragrance House to look at beautiful women!"

The rumors were running wild. Lu Songyuan was so furious he nearly stood up. "Jing Hui!"

"Let's go!"

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When Lu Songyuan was a child, his mother was killed by a poisoned arrow.

Years later, on the battlefield, he was wounded in both legs by that very same kind of poisoned arrow.

The arrow had come from the imperial palace, and Lu Songyuan hated the royal family.

To uncover the truth, he pretended to be disabled and bided his time, waiting to take revenge.

He had heard of the princess long before their marriage was decreed.

She was spoiled and impossibly grand, as far above him as the clouds were above the mud.

He had no desire to get close to her, but somehow, whenever he saw her smile at someone else, jealousy drove him nearly mad.

Later, beneath the red wedding curtains, in their bedchamber,

Jing Hui struggled to escape from the arms holding her, but Lu Songyuan caught her by the ankle and pulled her back into his embrace.

She cried out in despair, "I don't want to anymore!"

"Since Ah Zhu started the rumor, Ah Zhu can be the one to put it to rest."

Lu Songyuan declared domineeringly, "No running away, no hiding, and no looking away from me."

[She was the brilliant sun that enveloped him, the most exalted presence in his heart.]

[Notes:]

1. SC, 1v1, HE. Marriage first, love later, with a chaotic but healing life together.

2. The male lead's leg condition is curable. Half of it is an act, and half of it is real.

3. Set in an alternate world with a mixture of official titles and extensive original worldbuilding. Don't overanalyze the political intrigue. Feel free to point out major issues, and I'll fix them promptly.

A little shout-out to my dear friend's delightful historical romance, My Late Husband Left Me a Fortune. Give it a look if you're interested!

My next book will be The Elder Brother's Wife. Please add it to your favorites!

A calculating, flirtatious little white rabbit × a dark, unhinged little wolf

On the night Song Zhiwan married He Qing, He Qing received an imperial decree.

The enemy had launched a surprise attack, and he was ordered to leave for the frontier at once.

Before leaving, he entrusted Song Zhiwan to his younger brother and departed without consummating the marriage.

Less than half a month later, word arrived from the frontier that He Qing had died in battle.

She had barely entered the family before she was made to mourn her husband. Holding the death notice, Song Zhiwan stood frozen as accusations that she was a jinx to her husband came from all sides.

Someone suggested throwing her out of the manor and came forward to drag her away.

At that moment, someone stepped in front of her.

As if grabbing hold of a lifeline, Song Zhiwan wrapped her arms around the newcomer's waist and shook her head desperately. "No, I'm not leaving. Don't make me go..."

He Hanshan looked down at his sister-in-law, her eyes brimming with tears as she clung to him. Remembering He Qing's final request, he swallowed hard.

"She married into this family. In life or death, she is one of the He family."

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After that day, He Hanshan became the head of the family. Song Zhiwan knew she would have to build a good relationship with him if she wanted to stay.

And so...

Flowers in spring, ice in summer, clothes in autumn, and charcoal in winter.

As she tried to win He Hanshan's favor, Song Zhiwan also helped him manage the household.

She did anything she could to help He Hanshan.

Even arranging his marriage.

One day, a woman rumored to be He Hanshan's beloved came to the manor and asked Song Zhiwan to deliver a tonic soup she had made by hand to him.

In his study, He Hanshan looked down at the drugged soup, then up at Song Zhiwan, who gazed at him expectantly.

"You made this?"

Song Zhiwan remembered the woman's request and nodded.

"Then you drink it."

Song Zhiwan blinked, but drank it without asking why.

The moment she swallowed it, He Hanshan's eyes turned bloodshot. He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her burning body.

"Sister-in-law, do you know how long I've waited for this day..."

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The Song family had practiced medicine for generations, but they were brutally slaughtered.

To avenge them, Song Zhiwan disguised herself and stayed in the capital.

Just as she was about to leave after using the He family to uncover the truth, news arrived that He Qing was still alive and would soon return.

At the welcome-home banquet, He Hanshan pressed Song Zhiwan against the wedding bed she had shared with He Qing.

"Are you going to share a bed with Eldest Brother tonight, Sister-in-law? What about me?"

Their clothes tangled together. Song Zhiwan's eyes lifted at the corners as she watched He Hanshan lose control with a smile.

She was just about to comfort him when a knock came at the door. He Qing's voice sounded from outside.

Theme: Walk hand in hand toward happiness.