Jiang Yuchan, daughter of General Weiyuan, was renowned for her beauty. Just after returning to the capital, she received an imperial betrothal decree. To foster harmony between the old and new court officials, the emperor chose Ye Qinglang, the newly appointed Censor-in-Chief, to be her husband.
But on their wedding day, Ye Qinglang volunteered to head to the frontier, leaving his bride stranded at the gate.
Her husband had fled the wedding, and Jiang Yuchan became a laughingstock throughout the city.
Later, a marvelous young physician named Jiang arrived at the border. Though a woman, she possessed exquisite medical skills, and the soldiers were always flocking to her.
Ye Qinglang watched the wife he had met only once with an indifferent expression, certain she had come for his sake. He found her clingy behavior rather tiresome.
During the Flower God Festival, lanterns illuminated the night, and every woman was expected to give a hand-embroidered sachet to the person she loved, as a token of her feelings.
When Jiang Yuchan approached with a beaming smile, nobody knew of their relationship. They sighed that she had feelings for him, but he did not return them.
But Jiang Yuchan passed him by and gave the sachet in her hand directly to the young general standing beside Ye Qinglang.
As everyone cheered, Ye Qinglang watched his wife blush. His face turned ashen, and he crushed the sword hilt in his hand in an instant.
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Jiang Yuchan had once fallen for Ye Qinglang at first sight, but when he left her behind, that little bit of affection vanished on the wind.
This marriage might as well be called off.
Later, Ye Qinglang stood before her with more betrothal gifts piled around him than the first time they married, begging her, “Will you give me another chance?”
Jiang Yuchan propped her chin in her hand and said innocently, “You’re too late, Lord Ye. I already have someone in mind to marry.”
Blurb written on January 31, 2025, and archived.
Reading guide:
○ Both leads are sexually inexperienced. Marriage first, love later; the husband pursues his wife, and the aloof beauty comes down from his pedestal.
○ Older male lead, with a ten-year age gap.
Theme: What belongs to you is yours, and what doesn’t belong to you isn’t yours