Jiang Wan's father was falsely accused and convicted, and overnight she became the daughter of a criminal.
To clear her father's name, she chose to risk her life and plead with Crown Prince Song Huaizhi.
She had met the crown prince a few times as a child and knew he was gentle by nature, always warm and courteous toward others. Surely he could clear her father's name.
There was one other main reason: by then, she had no other options.
So, in the hazy spring rain, she knelt in front of the crown prince's carriage and cried out that her father was innocent. No matter how the eunuchs cursed and whipped her, she stayed on her knees, hoping that bright moon would shine down on her.
At last, the crown prince, graceful as drifting mist and flowing jade, ordered the eunuchs to stop. Holding an umbrella, he came to her. She reached out and tugged at his sleeve, looking up at him through tear-filled eyes. "I beg Your Highness to have mercy on me."
Her voice was faint as a thread, like a fragile apricot branch that snapped under the slightest drizzle.
After an unknown length of time, Jiang Wan finally heard the crown prince say gently:
"All right."
Only then did Jiang Wan relax. Her strength gave out, and she collapsed onto the cold, frosty ground.
Song Huaizhi had been frail since childhood and was rarely liked by anyone. Then one day, a minister brought a young girl to visit him. She was exceptionally sweet and well-behaved, and every day she told him about the world outside the palace. Sometimes she would pick an apricot from the tree, hold it up to him, and smile. "This apricot is so sweet. Hurry and try it."
He could see a hint of mischief in her eyes, but he still took the apricot and bit into it.
It was terribly sour, but when he saw her smiling at him, even the sourest apricot tasted sweet.
The next time he saw her, she was the daughter of a convicted criminal, kneeling in front of his carriage and crying out that her father was innocent. His heart softened. He held up his umbrella to shelter her, and seeing her tearful, hazy expression made him feel even more compassion for her. He even tilted the umbrella toward her.
He saved her and taught her how to plan and set up a game of strategy. He was even willing to be her pawn. When the game was over, he looked at her with reluctance and said, "Now that everything is over, you can return and reunite with your family."
But Jiang Wan gently caressed Song Huaizhi's bloodless face with her slender, pale hand and said softly, "But you're my family too, aren't you?"
A graceful, noble crown prince VS a composed and levelheaded daughter of the Grand Tutor
This blurb was written on October 18, 2024 (screenshot saved). First published on Jinjiang Literature City.
Mutual salvation / White moonlight / Secret love becomes mutual
SC / HE
Daily life / Sweet romance / Love that grows over time
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Theme: Dispel the darkness and run toward the dawn
