Before Xu Lianqiao married Jiang Huai, she never expected him to be such a jerk. He ignored her, sneered at her, and brought concubines into the house one after another. Worse, he even accused her of poisoning his pregnant concubine based solely on hearsay.
When Xu Lianqiao asked for a divorce, Jiang Huai just sneered.
That same night, after a heated argument, Jiang Huai slammed the door and stormed out. Not long after, news came that he had fallen into a coma.
When Jiang Huai woke up, Xu Lianqiao felt something about him had changed—he seemed… unwell.
For instance, the man who once threatened to bring more women into the house now claimed he would rather admit his weakness than go near them. His eyes, once filled with disdain for her, now gazed at her with an unexpected gentleness.
Jiang Huai began to act differently. He treated her with kindness, peeling crabs for her, defending her from bullies, and even standing up against his concubines and mother-in-law to protect her.
He pulled at her sleeve one day and said softly, “Don’t be a coward.”
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Ning Yuan never imagined that, as the King of Zhenbei, undefeated in battle, he would fall victim to something as mundane as tripping over firewood.
When he woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar setting. A crowd of strangers surrounded him, calling him “His Highness the Prince.” Looking down at himself, he realized he was in a different body.
Women flocked around him, and he couldn’t bear it. He, who had guarded his purity for years, now felt defiled. How could he face Ah Qiao like this?
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Small Theater:
Eight years ago, under a blooming mountain peach tree.
“Why are you looking at me?”
“Because you’re pretty.”
Xu Lianqiao tilted her head and couldn’t help but smile.
This was the first time someone had praised her for her beauty.
