A Substitute Bride into a Noble House

[Marriage Before Love] [A Cold, Proud Heir Chases His Wife to the Crematorium] Thank you all for supporting Jinjiang Literature City and reading the authorized edition! He Zhiyu, heir to the Marquis of Yong'an, staged a falling-out between himself and the new emperor, all so he could capture a rebel during his wedding banquet with a Meng daughter. Unaware of the truth, the Meng family feared their legitimate daughter would suffer if the marquis's household fell into trouble, so they hurriedly sent their adopted daughter, Meng Yunshao, to take her place as the bride. Once the crisis was over, the He family blamed her for switching brides and deceiving them, while the Meng family accused her of stealing the marriage fate meant for someone else. Meng Yunshao ended up pleasing neither side. To survive, she could only be obedient and patient, adept at handling every situation, and live as the model virtuous wife among the noblewomen of the capital. Everyone said she had finally secured her position as the young madam, but in truth, she had grown weary of it long ago. She only had to save enough money to support herself, then sever ties with both families once and for all and leave far behind. She was born to soar freely across the seas, a swallow flying among the clouds. She wanted to live just once, wholeheartedly for herself. He Zhiyu was born into a prestigious family, as refined as jade on a cold mountain and as aloof as snow on a cliffside pine. Yet he had been saddled with a wretched marriage. Unable to get a divorce, he saw that Madam Meng was gentle and compliant, with something of a proper wife's bearing. And when her doe-like eyes pleaded with him to consummate their marriage, he finally gave her a title and let her remain by his side, where she could bear him children in the future and grow old with him. Until one day, at a spring banquet, He Zhiyu went looking for his wife, who had said she felt a little dizzy, only to see her in a corner, heatedly arguing about something with Young Master Jiang, a rising star in the cabinet who had once been engaged to her. The young man spoke with a soft laugh, warm as a spring breeze, while his ever-gentle, proper wife, apparently provoked by something she heard, flushed with anger, glared at the man with wide almond eyes, and stamped on his foot. He had never seen such a vivid expression on her before. From then on, He Zhiyu developed an obsession: he had to make her angry at least once. A bad influence of a friend gave him an idea: "Isn't Princess Ning Le of the Great Sheng Empire, who's here on a diplomatic mission, interested in you? Tell her you're planning to divorce your wife and marry her! That'll make her angry for sure." He Zhiyu believed him, and stammered through his carefully chosen words as he informed her: "Maybe, possibly, perhaps, more or less, the princess might come into the household as a concubine." A shadow of worry suddenly crossed Meng Yunshao's face, which had always worn a tender smile. He Zhiyu was overjoyed. He immediately took back his words, swore he would never take a concubine, and left satisfied. Meng Yunshao knitted her brows and considered what he had said, extracting the key point: the princess was coming into the household, not as a concubine. Then I should leave? She counted her silver. She had even more than enough. Great, time to run! Then the whole capital learned that the virtuous and gentle young madam of the Marquis of Yong'an's household was gone. Burned to ashes, without a trace of her remains. And the heir, who had always been devoted to his career and indifferent to love, went mad. [One time speaking out turns the aloof beauty into a lifelong introvert] A sweet and obedient adopted daughter on the outside, free-spirited and bold within VS a cold and proper heir on the outside, obsessive and deeply devoted within Both leads are virgins, 1v1, happy ending Theme: Women, too, can claim a world as vast as the sky and earth