In the first half of her life, Cui Yaoning was the envy of everyone.
She was the legitimate daughter of the prestigious Cui clan of Qinghe. Spoiled and willful since childhood, she later married Pei Yu, the top scholar from an equally eminent aristocratic family, and was cherished beyond measure.
Pei Yu had grown up with her as childhood sweethearts. They were deeply in love. On their wedding day, he promised her that he would never take concubines and would never have children by another woman in his lifetime.
She believed he truly loved her.
But when her father and brothers were falsely accused of treason, the very first thing he did was bring his mistress into their household.
He said, “Ruiniang has a gentle temperament. She won’t compete with you. Even if she bears a child, the child will be raised under your name. No one will ever surpass you.”
Later, he said, “You can’t even tolerate one child? You truly disappoint me.”
When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the year she was fourteen.
This time, at the Spring Banquet, as she looked at the many outstanding young men present, Cui Yaoning’s gaze passed directly over Pei Yu, who was looking at her full of expectation and was settled on that quiet and refined young man instead.
Her voice was sweet yet domineering as she declared, “I choose him.”
He was the son of the Princess Royal of Jinyang.
And also… Pei Yu’s legitimate elder cousin.
Pei Yanshu was a young lord raised in a noble household. Elegant and aloof, as graceful as orchids and jade trees, he had engraved rules and discipline into his very bones since childhood. Throughout the capital, he was known as the model gentleman.
Yet no one knew that from the moment he first saw his cousin’s fiancée, he had harbored secret desires for her.
He never expected that one day, the bright moon in his heart would descend from the heavens and run toward him.
