The Tenth Year Without My Wife

Complete My next book will be A Gift for My Beloved, with the blurb at the very bottom~ Song Shanzhi doesn’t like her fiancé. Even though Li Wei earned one military victory after another at a young age, and was praised throughout the court as a promising young talent and a pillar of the nation. Every time Song Shanzhi met Li Wei, though, the way he stared at her made her skin crawl. At last, Song Shanzhi mustered up her courage and sent Li Wei a note. She asked him to meet her the next day beneath the third old willow tree by the Xihe River. She rehearsed what she would say, determined to break off their engagement. But she died on her way to meet him. · When Song Shanzhi woke again, she stared at the frost-covered city and was dumbfounded. Before she could find her father, brothers, and family, she came across Li Wei. Li Wei, ten years older. The man presenting the beauty kept fawning over him, utterly unaware of how terrifying the Grand Marshal’s increasingly icy expression was. “Take your counterfeit and get out.” When Song Shanzhi was thrown out, she was still dazed. The man who had brought her in to present her as a treasure sighed. “Who knew the Grand Marshal was such a devoted lover!” A devoted lover? Li Wei? Song Shanzhi couldn’t make sense of it. Could she be the one he was devoted to? · Li Wei joined the army when he was young, fought on countless battlefields, and rose to become Grand Marshal after ten years of bloodshed. But he was still unmarried, and even rejected a marriage personally arranged by the emperor. Those who knew something of the matter all sighed that the Grand Marshal still couldn’t let go of his fiancée, who had tragically died in an upheaval years ago. Li Wei couldn’t help thinking of her. She died on her way to meet him. What had she originally planned to say to him that night? Li Wei thought that in this life, he’d never get her answer. But Heaven both resented him and pitied him. He stroked the tiny red mole on the girl’s earlobe and kissed her. “On the seventh day of the fourth month that year, what were you going to say to me?” Song Shanzhi trembled. He was this unhinged. How could she tell him she’d planned to break off their engagement? [Blurb written on 2025/01/05 and saved as a screenshot] Coming soon: A Gift for My Beloved When Ruan Zhaozhi woke up, she discovered someone lying beside her. A… man?! Hearing her stir, the man lowered his eyes, his tone relaxed. “Why are you up so early today?” The bed curtains dimmed the light, but his face appeared with perfect clarity before her eyes. His complexion was as clear as cold jade, his gaze as still as autumn water. Ruan Zhaozhi kept a straight face, while the little person in her heart clutched her head and screamed. It was Li Xing tan. The person she’d secretly loved for three years. But… why were they lying in the same bed?! The truth was far more bizarre than she could have imagined. What do you do when you wake up and discover that you’ve been married to your crush for three years? Ruan Zhaozhi looked grave. Weren’t their families sworn enemies? · After she made inquiries both openly and discreetly, her father and brothers, who had once cursed the youngest Li for three hours straight without repeating themselves or taking a breath, coldly threw out four words: “A disgrace to the family!” Li Xing tan put an arm around her shoulders and said lightly that true love had come along. But Ruan Zhaozhi still felt something was off. Did he really like her? After nightfall, Li Xing tan entered the room and casually started undressing. Ruan Zhaozhi looked straight ahead. “What are you standing there for?” Li Xing tan coolly took off his bloodstained undershirt, sounding a little displeased. “You’re the one who stabbed me with these few swords, in the name of your beloved. It’s only right that you help me apply the medicine.” Ruan Zhaozhi froze. When had she ever… had a second beloved? · Li Xing tan noticed that his wife had been acting strangely lately. “Did you forget something?” Ruan Zhaozhi immediately looked over. Could she have a third beloved? Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Li Xing tan gave a soft laugh, and his snow-white undershirt slipped to the floor. Ruan Zhaozhi discreetly stole a glance. “We still have to do it thirty-six more times to flush out the remaining poison. Have you forgotten, my lady?” His usually cool eyes showed unmistakable astonishment. Li Xing tan lay down and invited her, “My lady, please take the top.” Ruan Zhaozhi drew a deep breath. She was supposed to be on top again? Theme: Sincerity matters most.