Tang Shui never imagined that one day the husband she had loved for three years would decisively divorce her.
She had grown up in the countryside, and the day before her adoptive parents were to sell her to the son of a wealthy family in town as a bride to bring him good fortune, she had worked up the courage to run away.
Later, she was fortunate enough to be found by her birth parents. Thanks to a childhood betrothal, she was able to marry Xie Xuechi.
He treated her wonderfully.
A capable minister admired by all, who held absolute authority in court, showed her endless patience.
He gave her immeasurable wealth and became her strongest support. No matter what happened to her, he stood in front of her and took care of everything.
Tang Shui threw herself into his tenderness and care, loving him with all her heart.
But one day, Xie Xuechi brought someone home and said he was his long-lost younger brother, Xie Cheng. They had finally found him, and the family could be reunited.
Tang Shui took one look and nearly fainted. This was the son of the wealthy family her adoptive parents had planned to sell her to.
As fate would have it, a scandal soon rocked the capital: she had married two brothers from the same family.
Everyone laughed at her, and her elders pressured her to take her own life. Frightened and wronged, she finally waited for Xie Xuechi to return.
She clutched his sleeve, crying so hard she nearly passed out.
He looked at her tears and responded only with divorce papers and a calm, decisive declaration:
“Tang Shui, I will not marry a woman who has been married before, nor will I accept a woman who has any connection to another man. Do you understand?”
Their three years as husband and wife ended this way.
Tang Shui cried until she had no tears left and her voice was hoarse. Her family sent her to a temple to live in seclusion.
Not long after, Xie Xuechi married his recently divorced cousin. To put her at ease, he gave her a grand wedding that caused a sensation throughout the capital and made everyone envious.
Amid the sounds of wedding music, Tang Shui stood in the crowd, laughing and crying.
So he wasn't incapable of accepting a woman who had ties to another man. He simply didn't love her and didn't want her.
Xie Xuechi knew Tang Shui loved him deeply.
While they were still married, he had fulfilled his duties as a husband. Now that they were divorced, he no longer had his subordinates keep track of her.
Still, from time to time, news of her reached him.
She was not doing well. She often cried, often missed him, and often forced herself to do hard things.
Whatever happened to her, Xie Xuechi remembered to keep his distance and respect the boundaries between them. He never interfered in her life again.
Even when he married someone else and saw her turn away from him in tears in the middle of a crowd, he did nothing.
Then she left the capital and never came back.
From the day he learned this, Xie Xuechi felt that nothing was right anymore.
Reader's Guide:
Both leads are each other's only partners.
Happy ending.
The male lead and his cousin only pretend to marry. They never hold a wedding ceremony. The male lead doesn't like his cousin, and the cousin doesn't like him either.
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Ling Shanzao had always loved Yuyan, the master of the Divine Palace who had brought her to Dustsong Palace and raised her.
She considered herself a very ordinary person. She liked brightly colored flowers and could be swayed by a generous purse.
Naturally, someone as vulgar as her was drawn to beautiful and powerful beings.
But Ling Shanzao didn't have much of an imagination. Fortunately, she had met Yuyan. He had held her hand as they crossed the boundless snowy mountains, praised her as a good child in his cool, detached voice, granted her immortality, and taught her until she became a genius in the eyes of the world.
All those vague, wonderful descriptions took on a real and vivid form: a tall, slender figure, composed and unhurried.
She often thought of him in his snow-white robes, walking slowly through the covered corridor echoing with bells.
The sunlight had fallen on his robes, bathing them in a pale golden glow.
She had gazed at that figure from afar for more than six hundred years.
She thought she would spend her whole life this way, until a demon ambushed her while she was protecting the young palace master. Her zither was destroyed, she died, and she fell into the River of No Crossing.
The demon was powerful, but Yuyan arrived in time, and the young palace master was safe.
As Ling Shanzao sank beneath the water, she thought that she had done her duty well. Her life had been a fitting repayment of cause and effect, and she could ask for nothing more.
But through the surface of the water, she saw that he had not even glanced her way. Suddenly, she felt unwilling to accept it.
She had never made Yuyan look at her differently, never made him care about her as a person, not even a little.
She had never even tried to let Yuyan know she loved him, because she knew she was bound to fail.
Yet as she lay dying, her heart filled with unspeakable grief and anger. Even if he stood high above the world, she was not insignificant.
Her heart was not insignificant. Neither were her feelings.
After being reborn, Ling Shanzao listened as the thing calling itself the System rambled on beside her ear. But all she could think was that in this life, she would have Yuyan, and make sure he could never treat her as if she were nothing.
Once she had made up for the regrets she carried from her previous life and tasted what he had to offer, she would abandon him without mercy and let him know what it felt like to be rejected by the person you loved.
Later, she succeeded. Once the deed was done, she should have left.
But only then did she realize that a man like Yuyan, who was merciless when he didn't love her, would be just as obsessive once he truly did.
He had no intention of letting her go. Ling Shanzao had no way to escape safely.
Even when she faked her death with the System's help, changed identities countless times, fled to the far northern edge of the Divine Realm, and even temporarily sealed her consciousness, becoming an unaware tree, Yuyan always found her and took her back. He would gently, terrifyingly tell her to be a good girl and not leave him again.
A cold, rational, and dangerously beautiful male lead
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A scheming female lead whose love and hate burn fiercely
Reader's Guide:
Both leads are each other's only partners.
Happy ending.
Theme: Strive onward and look to the future to create a beautiful life
The male and female protagonists feel helpless like a chicken talking to a duck 😂
I feel like the heroine has a sense of despair that sticks to her hands. She used to live a good life, but she got stuck and wandered again and couldn't get rid of her [Chigua]
In fact, he didn't fully empathize with the heroine's pain. He didn't know how hurt and heartbroken the heroine was when she gave birth to the child and then tortured him!!!
Have you never thought that women don't want to appear older than their husbands?
Although, does anyone still remember Granny He? Five years have passed, and I still don't know what happened on the night when Granny He's granddaughter and her husband got married [covering face and laughing] [covering face and crying]
To be honest, there is really a quagmire around the male protagonist. Originally, the female protagonist lived peacefully and well with the person she loved. However, the male protagonist made the heroine's life a mess and brought a bunch of flies. If you want to save yourself, you should clean up your surroundings first. Except for the ultimate love brain and the person who is in the quagmire, who is willing to jump into the quagmire?
A little too sad. . . Tang Shui was not even allowed to know about his death. . . [Vomiting blood] It's a bit too miserable [melted] futile wind 💔 Doesn't this mean Xie Xuechi didn't accomplish anything? It's so sad. In the ending, there is no reason to be stubborn. Why is this? As someone close to Xie Xuechi, Lang Zhao, you really have no eyesight. As a person close to you, you don't have the slightest bit of cleverness. Xie Xuechi's result is really mostly due to you. . . Many things were caused by misunderstandings. Five years later, Xie Xuechi clearly admitted that he loved Tangshui and could not live without Tangshui. He knew that he had hurt Tangshui, but Tangshui was afraid. He never explained the Chengxin Gu clearly. He never explained clearly the time when Ayan was born.
Oh my god, in this version, I didn't even know it was my child before I died. In fact, it was easier for the male protagonist. I always thought that knowing that the child was his own would make the male protagonist more painful. The previous article allowed him to know the suffering of the female protagonist (part of the pain also allowed him to put himself in the shoes of the female protagonist, more in the situation of compensating for self-abuse). But knowing that it was his own child, I felt that the female protagonist gave birth to a child of a person she once loved deeply despite being hurt by love and family affection, and even finding it difficult to survive (although from the perspective of the female protagonist) More of a continuation of one's own life) But this ending is not bad either. Our heroine's baby will be free forever 🌈
I feel that the reason why the male protagonist's crematorium is not satisfying enough is because what he does is not what the female protagonist needs, but what he wants to do. There is no day when the female protagonist is happy.
Shen Jiuniang is really the most self-righteous person. Like most of the Shen family, she is flattering and arrogant. She treats Xiaotang as if she has robbed them of something. She feels that the heroine is not worthy. In fact, it is Xie Xuechi who is lucky enough to marry Xiaotang, right?