After Taking In the Beautiful, Strong, Tragic Villain

Sheng Qingyang returned home from war to discover that his family had found him a little bride with a leg injury.

His eyes narrowed and his scalp prickled. It matched. It was the same as the dream he'd had the night before.

The person dressed as a woman before him was his little bride, Wen Songyu, the renowned young scion of a noble family who had made a name for himself in the capital.

He wrote poetry at five, offered strategies to the throne at eight, and became famous at a young age for his extraordinary talent.

But then the late emperor died, and the entire Wen family was implicated and executed. The once-celebrated prodigy became a prisoner, had both legs broken by his family's enemy, and was dressed up and sold to a trafficker.

By chance, the old madam bought him for five taels of silver to be her grandson's wife.

In the dream, on their wedding night, the drunk Sheng Qingyang discovered that his bride was not only disabled in both legs, but also a man. He immediately threw him out of the house.

As a result, Wen Songyu's legs were left to freeze and nearly became him a victim of bandits.

After enduring countless hardships, Wen Songyu eventually rose to become a minister in the cabinet. First, he wiped out his enemy's entire family, then slaughtered the bandits, and in the end, even this cannon-fodder character was ground to dust.

His methods were cruel, his violence bloody.

Looking at the beautiful man with a face like fine jade, Sheng Qingyang swallowed and stepped forward to lift the red bridal veil.

"My bride... no, brother, I won't touch you..."

Wen Songyu looked at the man whose face had flushed bright red and silently lowered the broken porcelain shard in his hand.

This man could be useful.

After Sheng Qingyang married, his family split up. He had only two thatched huts to his name, and now he had to support Wen Songyu and find a doctor and medicine for him.

So he worked hard to earn money, taking Wen Songyu out of their little village and finding him the best physicians and the finest medicinal herbs.

From a thatched hut to a four-courtyard residence, from thin white-flour porridge to dragon tendon and phoenix wings.

In short, he felt that nothing in the world was good enough for Wen Songyu.

But he also realized that something was wrong with him.

When he watched Wen Songyu's legs being treated, he caught a glimpse of that porcelain-white skin, and his heart inexplicably began to race.

When he helped Wen Songyu bathe, his fingertips touched that warm skin, and his body inexplicably grew excited.

Even his dreams were filled with intertwined bodies and glistening eyes. Every time he woke up... his face was burning with embarrassment.

Wen Songyu was meticulous and naturally precocious.

The man caring for him was growing stranger by the day. He said he was applying medicine, but his rough fingertips would caress Wen Songyu for half an hour. He said he was taking him on an outing, but instead he trapped him against his chest on horseback, leaving him no cover as they bounced along with the horse.

Sheng Qingyang's gaze grew more and more heated, but he still held himself back, never daring to cross the line, until... he made a mistake while drunk.

Once he understood his feelings, Sheng Qingyang no longer held back and claimed Wen Songyu as his own.

Everyone said that a mere farmer's son like Sheng Qingyang dared to covet the Wen family's precious jade.

Wen Songyu raised an eyebrow and said nothing.

No one knew that he'd gone to great lengths to make Sheng Qingyang unable to live without him. He'd done it on purpose.

P.S.

One-on-one romance, with both body and heart devoted to each other.

Straightforward, rugged seme x beautiful, strong yet tragic, scheming uke

Size difference / skin tone difference

The uke sometimes wears women's clothing early on to conceal his identity

Theme: A great journey begins among the green hills.