Long Live the Eldest Brother

Everyone knew that Jiang Zhirong, the legitimate eldest daughter of the Duke of Duan's household, had been raised by her brother Zhao Mingzhe, who was eight years her senior.

She had grown up surrounded by every luxury and showered with affection, pampered like a golden doll encrusted with jewels.

But in the year she came of age, Jiang Zhirong stumbled upon the shameful secret of her birth. Panicked and afraid, she wanted nothing more than to find a suitable husband and marry before her brother found out.

Fortunately, Heaven granted her wish and sent her the perfect husband in time.

She wrote out her birth details herself and reverently took them to a meditation room in an ancient temple on the outskirts of the city, asking a senior monk to check their compatibility.

The door opened.

Inside sat her brother, Zhao Mingzhe, holding the red, gold-embossed paper she had just sent in.

Jiang Zhirong was terrified and at a loss.

Zhao Mingzhe took a step toward her, his shadow falling over her. His voice was detached, almost mad.

"Jiaojiao, have I not treated you well?"