Latest Angsty Love Novel

Synopsis: Cold and aloof county princess x Debauched noble son.

#I thought it was an arranged marriage due to a stroke of fate, but unexpectedly, it was a long-awaited reunion orchestrated over many years.#

Xu Qinghe had a childhood sweetheart fiancé, a talented young man skilled in both literary and martial arts, who was her only chosen husband. However, before they could marry, her fiancé's family was falsely accused of a crime. To save his life, she had no choice but to cruelly break off their engagement. Yet, under imperial power, he still could not escape death.

Five years later, to uncover the truth of that year, Xu Qinghe willingly used herself as a bargaining chip, forming an alliance with Wei Che, the notorious flirtatious noble son of the capital. Who knew that the usually fickle Wei Che would fall genuinely in love, defying an imperial decree to forcefully marry her and vowing to turn over a new leaf and love only her thereafter? At that moment, Qinghe was painting. Hearing this, she nodded indifferently, "Got it. Go play." The reason she chose him was simply because his eyes and brows bore some resemblance to her childhood sweetheart fiancé.

Wei Che was not the real Noble Son of Duke Fuguo; his true identity was Xu Qinghe's deceased childhood sweetheart fiancé. Even though she had discarded him like a worn-out shoe back then, upon learning that Xu Qinghe was about to marry someone else, Wei Che still couldn't resist. He coaxed and tricked her into marrying him. After marriage, he was almost unconditionally obedient to her, hoping to re-warm her heart. However, just as their relationship was steadily improving, she seemed to discover his true identity. This time, even if he endured all her coldness, he would still keep her firmly by his side. But he didn't expect her to escape, disregarding everything.

Mini-Theater: Five years later, the two reunited at a banquet in their hometown. He was suddenly enlightened and overjoyed, while she was icy cold, treating him like a stranger. Against her will, he pinned her against the wall for a long kiss, begging her for another chance. Her face resolute, she clawed at the wound on his shoulder until it bled profusely, saying, "Want to start over? Not unless I die." He thought this girl was the softest-hearted; as long as he begged her repeatedly, she would eventually change her mind. Until that day, outside the city gate's long pavilion, she accompanied 'her' to pick up her daughter. The little girl glanced at him and cautiously asked, "Mama, who is he?" Xu Qinghe's eyes curved into a smile as she said, "This is your Uncle Xie." But that little girl's eyes were clearly exactly like his.