The Theatrical Couple Is Sweet as Ever Today

# Unwell, so updates will be irregular. The story will be finished this year.

After three years of severe drought, the daughter of the Crown Prince's tutor is kidnapped and forced into a living ghost marriage.

A young Taoist happens to pass by and draws his sword to break open the coffin.

The bride makes her offer: "You lifted the lid of my coffin, I mean, my veil, so you're mine now. Take me home, and I'll give you as much gold and silver as you want."

The Taoist feels his empty purse and nods.

One is after beauty, the other after money.

At dawn, the Taoist carries the bride, who is not even five feet tall, out of the mountains on his back.

The road is long, and bones crunch beneath their feet.

The wronged souls who wander the road without rest stare at them.

The couple, with nothing better to do after a good meal, stop in their tracks.

They decide to first ask Heaven for justice, then kill their way back.

*Through all the passing years, may my wife live for a thousand autumns.

Reader's Guide:

1. Early in this life, the heroine will enter the bodies of people who died violent deaths in her dreams. This is the golden finger she gained when she was reborn. There are no transmigration or fantasy elements.

2. One-on-one, both virgins. The hero is a model of virtue, capable both of holding his own at a banquet and cooking in the kitchen.

3. The heroine, hero, and second male lead are reborn in the latter half.

4. The events in the blurb begin in Chapter Two. The romance and plot are split evenly. Extremely pure love, with no melodramatic misunderstandings.

(Also known as "A Banquet for a Thousand Autumns")

[Coming Soon] "Marrying a Handsome Husband" Cross-dressing as a man / Childhood friends / Sweet romance

# The lone falcon of the wasteland, the Prince Who Guards the Borders x the capital's darling, a virtuous live-in son-in-law

# She was too young to appreciate the joys of living off her wife.

On the sixty-ninth day of the siege at Biye, discarded heir-apparent Mu Jingduo is running low on provisions, and half his military supplies are gone.

As a pawn cast aside, he leads his last two hundred soldiers. One more step back would mean a sea of corpses.

Through bloodshot eyes, he sees dust rise from pounding hooves on the horizon, and hears the sudden battle cry of his homeland.

Mounted on a Daoli horse, his childhood friend Jiang Zhun lifts her veiled hat, her expression proud and unyielding.

She holds a golden bow in her hand. A flaming arrow flies toward the enemy banner as she cries into the wind:

"Whoever dares touch my husband will end up like this banner!"

Beneath the dusty sky and setting sun, he sees endless ranks of soldiers and supplies behind her.

This is the seven hundred and thirteenth day of Mu Jingduo and Jiang Zhun's cold war over their impending divorce.

He lowers the dagger he was going to use to kill himself and takes the green halberd Jiang Zhun tosses him.

Just as he did seven years ago at the matchmaking feast, when Mu Jingduo caught Jiang Zhun as she deliberately fell from her horse.

Theme: Women are born to soar skyward. Why lean on a railing like a trailing vine?