Earnest, wooden-hearted woman x two-faced peacock of a man
Blurb below~
Cui Lingyi died.
Before she died, she finally saw her husband, who had been missing for half a year.
In her memories, he was an idle, shameless wastrel who did nothing but loiter around gambling dens.
But now he wore gleaming silver armor and a flame-red cloak over his shoulders, with a red-plumed helmet on his head. He looked every inch a mighty general returning in triumph.
The first time Cui Lingyi met Lu Shuo was on their wedding night, and she couldn't help feeling awkward.
Luckily, she'd just been made to drink a cup of nuptial wine. Its effects were kicking in, and her head was swimming. Sitting close to Lu Shuo, she focused entirely on his raven-dark lashes, fluttering like a fan.
"What are you looking at?" Lu Shuo suddenly asked.
Cui Lingyi answered honestly, "Your eyes are beautiful." They were tender, peach-blossom eyes, their gaze more soothing than the warmth of spring.
When he was moved, the corners of his eyes reddened, like a touch of rouge, ending beneath a small mole under his brow.
Lu Shuo chuckled. "It's only a pretty face. I'm glad you like it, my lady."
Cui Lingyi was reborn.
She became the only beloved daughter of a wealthy family in Yuyao.
All she had to do each day was raise cats, read books, and be a sweet, well-behaved daughter who listened to her parents. Life couldn't be more comfortable.
But at some point,
a distant relative from the countryside, someone with no real connection to her family,
seemed to keep finding excuses to come over,
and his words and mannerisms reminded her inexplicably of someone from her past life.
So Liu E found him, scrunched up her face, and said fiercely, "Stop following me around."
Zhang Ying looked at her with innocent eyes. "Why?"
Liu E looked him up and down before finally finding one insignificant flaw.
"I hate the mole at the corner of your eye."
The exact same mole as that person's.
P.S.:
1. Not much drama, just a warm, everyday family life
Theme: Love helps us grow into our fullest selves.
