The Night My Husband Died, the Cold Crown Prince Imprisoned Me in His Embrace

[Reborn + The Emperor Steals His Minister's Wife + Seduction from the Start + Household Rivalry]

On the night her husband died, Lin Jingchan was forced into the bed of the aloof Crown Prince.

One night of passion, and she conceived his child.

In her previous life, she panicked and lost the child who should never have existed.

Her in-laws rejected her, her family was dragged down with her, and she died trapped in the willow-lined pleasure quarter.

Reborn, Lin Jingchan gritted her teeth and fixed her gaze on the Crown Prince, whose bearing was as noble as a pine and crane, aloof and distant.

Incense curled through the temple. The widowed woman, dressed all in white, wept with eyes like a spring snow in Jiangnan, soft and pure.

Lin Jingchan's fingertips stirred as she tugged gently at the man's sleeve. Her lips trembled. "Your Highness, save me..."

Pei Yuan, ever restrained and proper, had darkness churning in his eyes. He clenched the jade ring in his hand so tightly his grip was startling.

Pei Yuan was born to the imperial house and had been named Crown Prince as a child.

Aloof and noble, he looked down on the mortal world.

When he first met Lin Jingchan, the widow of his late friend, everyone marveled at her beauty.

He, however, thought her false, cunning, and full of schemes.

But later...

Pei Yuan's eyes were bloodshot as he pinned her to the bed, their temples and cheeks brushing together, his fingers caressing and teasing her. The eyes that were cold by day now overflowed with desire.

"Compared to your husband, am I not the better man?"

Cheng Xun, heir to the Marquis of Dingtao, returned to the capital with a peasant girl after narrowly escaping death. The only person he had worried about was his beautiful wife.

He feared that she was too delicate and lovely to bear being left behind when he departed.

But when he saw Lin Jingchan again,

her pregnant belly was prominent, and her features were even more radiant than before.

And standing at her side was his childhood friend,

the Crown Prince, ever restrained and proper, who had no interest in women.