Tears Smudge Her Rouge

When the soldiers entered the Su residence, Su Yujin was holding a bright-red wedding dress, her long fingers stitching swiftly. Gold thread formed a soaring phoenix and lifelike peonies. A gentle smile touched her lips, and her long hair fell across the wedding dress in graceful curves. Before long, she would be a bride. Like many women about to marry, she felt both joy and a little apprehension. She was a refined young lady. Her father was Su Liang, the highly respected Left Chancellor of the dynasty, and her mother was the Lady of Jinyang. As the Left Chancellor’s daughter, she rarely left the inner courtyard and had never interacted with any man other than her brother, let alone the Prince she was about to marry...