Spring in the Phoenix Canopy

(Main story complete) That year, during the custom of choosing a husband from among the successful examination candidates, Liu Wenyu picked the impoverished scholar Meng Bozhou.

She stood by him as he passed the imperial examinations and became a third-place laureate, then helped him reclaim his family heritage. She worked tirelessly to pave the way for his official career.

Until one day, Meng Bozhou let the truth slip after drinking.

"If I cannot be with the one I love, what difference does it make whom I marry? If I divorce my first wife, it will inevitably hinder my career."

So she had only ever been a convenient choice.

So three years of devotion could not outweigh the words "hinder my career."

Liu Wenyu presented him with a divorce agreement and left without hesitation.

Outside the Meng residence, a carriage gilded with gold and inlaid with jade had been waiting for some time.

When the curtain lifted, the man her former husband revered as a sage teacher, the Chancellor whose power dominated the realm, sat within and smiled as he held out his hand to her.

"Dear Wanjuan, come with me."

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Song Jin is the Chancellor of the realm and the emperor's maternal uncle.

From a distance, he seems as gentle as jade. But only those who have suffered at his hands know what kind of black heart lies beneath that elegant, charming exterior and gentlemanly manner.

At first, Song Jin only wanted to hone Liu Wenyu into a weapon.

He taught her the Ten Books of Arithmetic and nurtured her lofty ambitions. Who could have guessed that this young woman he cherished would enter his sweetest dreams and haunt him day and night...

Later, even knowing she was his student's wife, and knowing she had deliberately approached him to advance her husband's career, he still had no intention of letting her go.

When an injustice left Liu Wenyu with nowhere else to turn, she came to him for help.

"This humble woman, Yuniang, is willing to serve the Chancellor, even at the cost of my life..."

Song Jin bent down to look at her.

His handsome face, as flawless as jade, had lost its usual warmth. In the shifting shadows, it held a hint of danger.

"Wanjuan, do you really not know what I want?"