While staying with the Duan family, Jiang Yu accidentally overheard that she and the eldest son of the family had once been engaged.
Eldest Brother Duan was as graceful as a jade tree, and handsome enough to rival Pan An. His talent was equal to that of the Prince of Chen, making him the dream husband of many Chang'an women. At the news, Jiang Yu's heart turned as sweet as honey.
The second son of the Duan family's main household was both scholarly and martial.
Second Brother Duan had joined the army at the age of six and spent most of his life in the military. With a great victory on the border, Duan Erlang was due to return home soon.
Everyone in the Duan household was overjoyed. They swept and cleaned, waiting for Duan Hanzheng as if they were welcoming a god.
The day Second Brother Duan returned, Jiang Yu happened to be out enjoying the spring scenery.
When she returned at sunset, she rounded a corner in the back courtyard and walked straight into a hard, black wall.
Why was he so tall?
Jiang Yu had to tilt her head back to meet his gaze.
“E-Excuse me.” Jiang Yu didn't recognize the rugged face. Judging by the date, he was probably the Duan family's second son.
After all, there were few men as brawny as him in the Duan family. It had to be Duan Hanzheng, who had grown up in the military.
Watching the young Lady Jiang hurry away, Duan Hanzheng's lips curled slightly.
On the battlefield, Duan Hanzheng wore armor and wielded weapons. He was decisive and ruthless, and his enemies trembled at his name. But unknown to all, a tender weakness lay hidden in his heart.
Duan Hanzheng's blade was meant to spill blood and end lives. For the first time, he made an exception because someone pleaded for mercy.
In return, Jiang Yu had to massage his injured leg. Her delicate hands moved over his muscular leg, and strands of her hair brushed against his skin now and then. The ticklish sensation felt like a teasing touch at his heart.
Duan Hanzheng clenched his fists, but at last he couldn't hold back and pulled her into his arms. Pressing his mouth to her ear, he asked sharply, “Which finger of yours did my eldest brother touch just now?”
“Duan Hanzheng, I'm going to be your sister-in-law!”
“What sister-in-law goes to her brother-in-law's room every day?” Duan Hanzheng sneered, looking utterly unconcerned.
“I was massaging you!”
“Really? Did the massage end up on the bed?”
He clasped her right hand and slowly caressed it. “You disregard propriety, and I've killed countless people. We're... made for each other.”
[Bonus Scene]
Eldest Brother Duan was soon to become the princess's consort. Jiang Yu cried until her eyes were red, yet didn't dare voice her anger.
Duan Hanzheng brushed the tears from the corner of her eye with his calloused fingertips.
He murmured, “One last time.”
One last time she'd cry over someone who didn't matter... From now on, she would shed tears only in his bed.
The male lead is two years older than the female lead.
Theme: Peace throughout the land, and a happy life for the common people
