Yu Ming Qing Chan

Jiang Yuchan, the daughter of General Weiyuan, has an outstanding appearance. When the general returned to Beijing, she was granted a marriage by the Holy Emperor. In order to harmonize the old and new ministers, she appointed the newly promoted imperial censor Ye Qinglang as her husband. As a result, on the wedding day, Ye Qinglang invited himself to the border and left his bride at the gate. Her husband escaped from the marriage, and Jiang Yuchan became the laughing stock of the whole city. Later, a rejuvenated Dr. Jiang came to the border. Although she was a woman, she had superb medical skills. Army officers and soldiers always liked to go there. Ye Qinglang looked at this wife whom he had only met once with an indifferent expression, convinced that she was here just for him, and quite disgusted with this stalking behavior. On the Flower Goddess Festival, the lights are brightly lit, and women have to give purses embroidered by themselves to their loved ones to express their love. When Jiang Yuchan came over with a smile on her face, no one knew the relationship between the two of them, and lamented that the concubine has intentions but the husband has no intentions. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuchan passed him and gave the purse in her hand to the young general beside Ye Qinglang. Amid the cheers of the crowd, Ye Qinglang looked at his blushing wife, his face turned livid, and he instantly crushed the hilt of the sword in his hand. * Jiang Yuchan once fell in love with Ye Qinglang at first sight, but when Ye Qinglang left her behind, that little bit of love also disappeared with the wind. It's okay if this marriage doesn't work out. Later, Ye Qinglang stood in front of her, surrounded by betrothal gifts that were more than the first wedding, and begged her: "Give me another chance." Jiang Yuchan propped up her chin and said innocently: "Master Ye is late, I have already chosen a husband." The copy was created on January 31, 2025 and has been archived Reading guide: ○Shuangjie, marry first, love later, chase your wife, the flower of the high mountain descends to the altar. ○The age difference is 10 years. Intention: What belongs to you is yours; if it is not yours, it is not yours.