Peeking at Springtime

Powerful minister × orphan girl

(Both leads are virgins + reborn + resents the moon for shining on everyone but her, so he takes her by force + the powerful one bends low)

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After her cousin is jailed for embezzlement, Fang Weining is trapped in a study at the Northern Pacification Office.

In the sweltering heat of midsummer, just as she is about to collapse

A cold, rough scabbard lifts her chin.

Zhou Jingxing, the commander rumored to terrify children into silence, speaks in a coaxing tone.

“Call me something sweet, and I'll let that good-for-nothing go.”

The next moment, Fang Weining, sobbing and whimpering, throws herself into his arms.

“…Husband?!”

Zhou Jingxing goes rigid.

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Fang Weining has been reborn.

In her previous life, she was a cousin from the Yongle Marquis's household, living under someone else's roof.

She and her cousin were a match made in heaven, but Zhou Jingxing seized her and made her his mistress.

She thought he was the cause of every misfortune in her life.

Until the truth came to light

Her parents' deaths had a hidden cause, and the Yongle Marquis's household was the real culprit!

She was imprisoned.

Zhou Jingxing took several arrows while trying to save her.

She emerged without a scratch.

That night, covered in blood, the last thing he did was avenge her and ensure her safety for the rest of her life.

“Since I became your husband, no one will ever bully you again.”

Only then did Fang Weining realize that the only person in the world who had ever truly cared for her

was Zhou Jingxing.

After taking her revenge, she went to Zhou Jingxing's grave.

She set out a pair of nuptial cups filled with poisoned wine, pouring one before his grave and drinking the other herself.

Zhou Jingxing, if there's another life, I will never let you down.

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As a child, Zhou Jingxing once fought wild dogs for food.

As he lay dying, a hand reached out and touched his forehead.

The bodhisattva who saved his life would later become the moon he watched from afar countless times.

If the moon wouldn't shine on him, then he would hate her

But when the moon fell into his arms, she trembled and called him,

“Husband.”

From then on, the moon shone on him alone, and the beast bowed its head in submission.