After Humiliating the Cold and Aloof Crown Prince

Crown Prince Qi Yun was framed and forced to wander far from home. He was rescued by Jiang Shixue, the daughter of a wealthy local family.

She found him on a muddy, snowy day. Everyone else kept their distance, disgusted by how filthy he was, but she lifted the carriage curtain and reached out a slender, snow-white hand.

A life-saving kindness should be repaid tenfold.

That is, if she had not trapped him in a corner, opened his robe, and humiliated him with her crimson lips and ambiguous breath.

Then, afraid word of their wild night would get out, she pretended to let him leave, only to secretly order her childhood friend to kill him.

An arrow pierced his heart. The once aloof and otherworldly Crown Prince's eyes turned red as he carved everything she had done to him into his heart.

He would have her entire family executed and their bones ground to dust.

But after Qi Yun returned to the palace, he changed his mind.

He summoned her to the palace as a secondary consort. Perhaps she feared his power; even as she bit her red lips and struggled to endure, she did not utter a single cry of protest.

He cradled her snow-white neck, his lashes lowered. "This is what you deserve."

Until he happened upon Jiang Shixue in a palace passageway, tugging at the sleeve of the newly appointed top scholar and calling him through her tears, "Brother Xingzhi."

Amid the flourishing trees, the man suddenly raised his eyes, revealing features five parts similar to his own.

Qi Yun had thought Jiang Shixue was heartless.

Then one day, he learned she had someone hidden in her heart.

The year that man came to the capital, she gave herself to him without hesitation, begging him to take her away.

After believing he had died in an accident, she kept lamps burning before the Buddha day and night, praying only to preserve his good name after death.

And he was nothing more than a substitute.

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Flames soared into the sky. Qi Yun watched coldly as she stood in front of the man she loved, pleading until her voice bled: "I beg Your Highness to spare his life."

The beauty who had smiled at him beneath the lotus canopy was now weeping like a flower in the rain.

A slender, razor-sharp sword rested against the top scholar's neck.

His pale fingers tilted her chin up. Qi Yun asked leisurely, "Jiang Shixue, last night, who were you calling for? Me, or him?"

The usually aloof Crown Prince smiled as he waited for a satisfying answer.

Heartless merchant's daughter x proud, aloof Crown Prince

Both are each other's first and only partner. Happy ending.

[The heroine tries to kill the hero due to a misunderstanding, which will be resolved.]

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The eldest son of the Duke of England, Xiao Yiwei, was skilled in riding and archery, well-versed in poetry and books, and blessed with a handsome face like jade branches dusted with snow. He was the dream man of countless women in Huaijing.

Unfortunately, when he was fifteen, Xiao Yiwei fell out with his family for reasons unknown and rode alone to the northwest. He was gone for eight years.

From then on, the world knew only the refined and talented Second Young Master Xiao. No one dared speak much of the terrifying General Dingbei.

The General Dingbei was solitary and proud. Even the neighboring country's little princess pursued him for years without earning a single glance.

Yet someone accidentally discovered that the general kept a woman's jade pendant, always rubbing it between his fingers.

It had been given to him four years ago by the woman who rescued him after he was badly wounded and fell from a cliff.

She carried him through a whole night of heavy snow, leaving her legs with a chronic ailment from the cold.

And after an accident, she had spent one night with him, becoming intimate with him.

The borderlands were bitterly cold, and he had shown little interest in women over the years. He planned to return to the northwest, arrange everything, then marry her with a grand procession and ensure she would never have to live a hard life again.

But when he returned to their old home, the news waiting for him was that she was dead.

Xiao Yiwei never imagined that when he saw her again, it would be at the Duke's residence.

Gu Zhixi wore her hair in an elegant high bun, looking every bit a noble young lady. She followed Second Young Master Xiao Che with tender affection. "Brother Huaiyuan, try the soup I made. How does it taste?"

Only then did Xiao Yiwei learn that her name was false, her identity was false, and even her accidental death was a lie.

She had saved him only because he looked somewhat like Xiao Che.

Gu Zhixi came from humble origins, born to a maid. She was sent away to the countryside as a child and ignored by everyone.

She knew she was uneducated and uncouth. If her elder sister had not entered the palace and become a consort, and if her father had not wanted to preserve the marriage alliance with the Duke of England's family, why would he have brought her back and carefully raised her?

Xiao Che was as radiant as the moon and outstanding in every way. His admirers were as numerous as fish crossing a river.

Gu Zhixi had to work very hard just to avoid annoying him.

On the day Gu Zhixi finally secured her engagement, Xiao Che accidentally witnessed this:

In a dimly lit side room, his elder brother, who had just returned to the family residence and caused a scene, was holding his fiancee on his lap.

Beneath the soft red curtains, with her clothes half-undone, Xiao Yiwei ran his fingers across her red lips and smiled like a demon.

"There are two young masters in the Duke's residence, Zhixi. Which one are you going to marry?"

The young heir took half a step back and knocked over the candlestick.

Sweet-talking little liar x solitary, broken mad-dog general x refined, noble young heir

Theme: Love yourself first, then love others