Chapter 102. Chapter 102 concludes the main text.
Seriously?! She's not even allowed to laugh anymore?
Can he please stop being so unable to distinguish right from wrong? No, I mean, unable to discern right from wrong! Hmm... that doesn't seem quite right either.
In short, could Wen Qiyan please change his bad habit of getting jealous unnecessarily? She really couldn't stand him anymore.
But before she could finish speaking, and before she could even reveal her true thoughts, the man opposite her already knew what she was about to say.
He accurately guessed her thoughts, and his laugh was even colder than before, his tone tinged with mockery, "Can't stand me?"
Ji Wanyuan, "..." She didn't say it out loud, did she?
Was she being that obvious? So she immediately straightened up.
However, such an attempt to cover up the truth was indirectly confirmed by the man.
He turned his back to her without even looking at her, but he didn't leave. He just stood there in front of her, nodding his eyes, clearly waiting for her to come over and coax him.
Ji Wanyuan fell silent again, her lips twitching involuntarily.
She pondered what to do, not knowing what to explain.
Because there is absolutely nothing there.
She had explained her innocence with Wen Yunqin countless times before, but Wen Qiyan's petty nature would flare up especially badly when she was with Wen Yunqin.
Is it simply because this person is his younger brother?
Unable to explain further, Ji Wanyuan didn't want to waste her breath, so she simply went around to the front, sat on the man's lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She tilted her head slightly, meeting the man's gaze.
She easily noticed the coldness on his face. He stared at her face for a while before turning his face away.
She looked like a jealous woman waiting for her husband to coax her.
Ji Wanyuan almost couldn't help but laugh. If she had actually laughed, Wen Qiyan would have been furious.
She immediately straightened up, and then, imitating the way Wen Qiyan used to kiss her, she forcefully grabbed the man's chin, trying to turn his handsome face towards her.
However, she underestimated Wen Qiyan's strength. With one hand gripping his chin, she couldn't turn his face around at all. As a last resort, Ji Wanyuan had to use both hands.
She cupped the man's face in her two small hands and forcefully turned his face back to her.
Then, she arched her back on his lap and kissed his thin lips directly.
Ji Wanyuan first sucked and lingered on the outside for a while, then pried open his lips with her soft tongue and went straight inside to stir things up with him.
She was trying to imitate how he used to kiss her, but... the difference in strength between men and women was huge, and the force Ji Wanyuan used was nowhere near as strong as the force Wen Qiyan used to use when he kissed her.
To men, she was no different from a kitten licking someone; only she herself felt that her kisses were brutal.
Wen Qiyan lowered his eyes and watched her kiss for a long time. Finally, just as Ji Wanyuan was about to give up because she was tired from arching her back, Wen Qiyan held the back of her head and pressed her down to kiss her.
Let her know how gentle her kisses are to him.
It hardly even counted as a kiss; it was just... seduction.
Ji Wanyuan leaned back, her hands gripping the bedding on the bed.
Wen Qiyan pressed her down and kissed her fiercely. She didn't know how long the kiss lasted, but it was a very long time, so long that Ji Wanyuan couldn't breathe and her lips were aching.
He finally managed to prop himself up, looking at her, who was still panting, "..."
Ji Wanyuan's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked pitiful and easily bullied.
Wen Qiyan lowered his head and kissed her lightly again. Ji Wanyuan thought he was going to kiss her deeply again, and she really couldn't take it anymore, so she simply started to turn her face to cover herself.
Wen Qiyan's kiss was a beat late, landing on the corner of her lips.
He stared at her profile for a while. Ji Wanyuan thought her resistance had angered him. She hadn't forgotten that the kiss had started to appease a petty man and ease his jealousy. To avoid losing more than she gained, Ji Wanyuan turned her face towards him, about to explain.
Before she could even speak, he had already started coaxing her.
“I will be gentler,” Wen Qiyan said.
Ji Wanyuan paused for a moment, then understood what he meant and stopped resisting, letting him gently peck at her.
The two kissed intermittently, and after an unknown amount of time, when they stopped, Ji Wanyuan's lips were swollen and congested. She carefully looked at the man's face and guessed that his resentment had probably disappeared.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, she never mentioned Wen Yunqin again, because as long as she mentioned Wen Yunqin, no matter what she said, Wen Qiyan would give her a cold shoulder.
"..."
After Wen Yunqin secretly returned to the capital, he lingered there for a long time, and he had already quelled the chaos caused by the vassal kings.
However, the vassal kings never broke off relations openly, so this time, Wen Yunqin directly and blatantly requested permission to leave the capital to support Youzhou and deal with the Wuhuan.
The prince had long wanted to send Wen Yunqin away and even gave him troops, with the aim of waiting for him to resolve the border troubles before launching a rebellion against Wen Yunqin and Wen Qiyan, labeling the Ji and Wen families as traitors!
Therefore, when news of Wen Yunqin's great victory over the Wuhuan and Wen Qiyan's recapture of Qingzhou reached the capital, the vassal king began to prepare everything. He secretly forged evidence that the Wen family father and son had colluded with the small country and handed it over to his trusted ministers, ordering them to expose it in court so that he could take advantage of the situation.
But he never expected that Wen Yunqin would have the emperor's will.
The edict stated that the emperor had no sons and was therefore unable to entrust with the affairs of state. It also stated that the vassal kings of the dynasty had no merits or achievements and were not permitted to ascend the throne. Therefore, the edict recommended that the emperor abdicate the throne and establish the young emperor as the prime minister's grandson, the eldest son of the Wen family. The edict further stated that the prime minister would oversee and assist the state, and the Wen family would provide support. All civil and military officials were to submit to the mandate of heaven and were not to disobey. Anyone who disobeyed would be judged a traitor and his entire family would be executed.
With this imperial edict, Wen Qiyan and Wen Yunqin had a legitimate reason to launch their campaign.
Not to mention how powerful the Imperial Guards led by Wen Yunqin and the troops trained by Prime Minister Ji were, Prime Minister Ji had disciples all over the country in the past, and could be said to have a hundred followers when he called upon them.
Even before the two men entered the capital, the city was already in turmoil.
However, knowing that the disparity in strength between the two sides was too great, the vassal king knew that he was likely to lose this battle.
The main issue is that imperial edict! When exactly was the edict made? He has been handling government affairs in the capital for so long, and he has never heard of any so-called imperial edict. Could it be that before the emperor died, he entrusted the edict to the people in the harem, and the people in the harem secretly gave the edict to the Ji and Wen families?
Wen Yunqin's departure from the capital was probably just a ruse; his real purpose was to join forces with Wen Qiyan to attack him.
He set his sights on the harem, and the first person he targeted was naturally the Empress.
The prince sent someone to bring the empress. The empress was nowhere to be seen as the noble and elegant woman she once was. She had been confined to her quarters—no, to be precise, imprisoned in the inner palace for a long time—and her face was full of disheveled and haggard appearance.
The prince's men came over, dragged her away, and took her to the outer hall.
The victor is king, the loser is villain. Now she is a prisoner, the emperor is dead, and the empress's status is nothing but an empty shell. Not to mention, the empress's maternal clan was already destroyed and suppressed by him.
The prince looked at the empress lying on the ground and demanded, "Speak! What exactly is this will?"
The Empress had no idea about any imperial edict and repeatedly said she was unaware of it.
"You vile woman, you still dare to toy with me even now!"
The thought that he had pretended to handle government affairs for the children of the Wen and Ji families in the capital for so long, only to gain nothing in the end and be condemned as a traitor and have his entire family implicated, made him wish he could kill everyone in the palace who might be involved in this conspiracy!
If it weren't for the Empress, how could things have turned out this way!
This vile woman must have been involved. The prince wasn't satisfied with just slapping her; he wanted to kill the empress, so he added another kick, kicking her directly.
The Empress, being a woman, could not withstand such kicking and beatings. She immediately prostrated herself on the ground, vomited a mouthful of blood, and cried out that she really did not know anything about any imperial edict.
Fearing that the prince might kill her in his rage, the empress asked if she might be an imposter.
She told the prince everything about the emperor's suspicions about the Ji and Wen families before his death.
Upon hearing that Lady Ji was in the Empress's hands, the prince's eyes lit up. He was so excited that his face turned red, as if he had grasped a lifeline. "Foolish woman, you actually kept this a secret until now!"
The news that Madam Ji was in the side hall is tantamount to having a handle against her!
The Empress didn't want to speak, but she had already vomited blood from being slapped and kicked. She was really afraid of dying here, so she released Madam Ji's bargaining chip in the side hall in advance, which she originally intended to use against the Wen and Ji families.
Because she heard that the Wen and Ji families were about to invade the capital.
It seems the news is true. If it were false, this vassal king wouldn't be running around like a headless fly.
Just as the Queen got up from the ground and began to tidy her hair with her blood-stained hands.
A noise came from outside; it was the vassal king leading his men, looking furious.
Before the empress could react, she was so frightened that she instinctively tried to run. But the prince's sword was faster than her movements, flying straight at her.
Before the empress could run away or even come to her senses and understand what was happening, her head had already been severed.
Even the maids and eunuchs who had experienced the palace coup couldn't help but tremble at this moment, because the blood from the Empress's head being moved had splattered onto their faces.
The prince never expected that the queen, that fool, would dare to deceive him. There was no one in the side hall.
There's nobody here!
However, the Empress did provide him with a very good idea.
Aren't the Ji and Wen families still in the capital?
If we can control these people, we'll have leverage over them.
However, when the prince's men arrived at the Wen family's residences, they were already deserted.
The Prime Minister Ji's wife, Wen's father and mother, had long since disappeared. Those who remained in that place were all highly skilled individuals. Any men from the vassal kings who dared to trespass never returned.
It was precisely because of this action that the spies that Ji Jia had planted in the court joined forces with other officials to oppose it, impeaching the prince for disrespecting the imperial edict and attempting to murder the young emperor.
Within a day, news of the attack spread from the court and the countryside to the streets and alleys of the capital. Storytellers rose up to attack it, and the people were also discussing it.
Before the war even started, the vassal king had already been branded as a traitor and lost the support of the people.
He suspected that the Empress had framed him. If the Empress hadn't said that Lady Ji was in the side hall, he wouldn't have gone to look for her, much less acted so angrily and foolishly to openly target these two families.
Now, they're in a difficult situation.
The prince was pondering what to do. How could he maintain a facade of peace and tranquility? Perhaps he could remain a leisurely prince, conserving his energy and regrouping. After all, as long as the green hills remain, there's always hope for a comeback.
But……
With the situation in Beijing in such a state of uproar, is there any room for maneuver?
Before the prince could come up with a solution, news of his killing of the empress in the inner palace spread, and this time, he was immediately made the target of public criticism.
Having lost the hearts of the people, and even the ministers condemning him, the prince had no choice but to flee the capital in disgrace.
Unexpectedly, at the city gate they were fleeing from, they were surrounded by the Imperial Guards led by Wen Yunqin.
This was clearly a premeditated ambush. In the moment of life and death during the fight, the prince asked, "How did they manage to do that?"
Wen Yunqin naturally didn't want to say that it was all his brother's foresight.
My elder brother has always been very accurate in his calculations. He could predict almost every move the prince made, including the fact that he would be leaving the capital in a sorry state and would pass through Mo Gui Cliff. He knew all of this.
Wen Yunqin was quite annoyed by his skill and asked him why he didn't set up a fortune-telling stall under the overpass in the capital.
Wen Qiyan sneered, telling him not to court death.
If he doesn't do the ambush himself, he'll delegate it to someone else.
He wasn't doing this for his brother, but only to ensure her son's smooth ascension to the throne and to eliminate any potential worries for Wen Junlin. Therefore, he had already led his army here several days earlier.
The prince was knocked off his horse by Wen Yunqin, who then pressed a broadsword against his neck.
The prince was coughing up blood, his breath barely a whisper.
He wanted to die with the truth, so he asked Wen Yunqin, "Why exactly...why did the Wen family support the Ji family?"
As far as he knew, the Wen and Ji families had always been bitter enemies.
Wen Yunqin did not answer, and the prince quickly asked a second question, "What exactly is the will?"
To this day, he simply does not believe that there will be a will for the abdication of the throne.
"Well, Your Highness, why don't you go down and ask the late Emperor?"
Wen Yunqin smiled and, without blinking, killed him instantly.
With the death of the vassal king, the remaining people were nothing but scattered sand, and were suppressed by his men in less than half an hour.
Afterwards, he dealt with the mess here and, as agreed beforehand, went to Linxia to pick up Wen's parents, Prime Minister Ji, and Madam Ji, who had been transferred there.
Ji Wanyuan, along with her child, arrived in the capital ahead of Wen Qiyan.
Having experienced the previous intricate schemes, Ji Wanyuan thought that nothing, no matter how big, could surprise her anymore.
It wasn't until Wen Qiyan produced the imperial edict that things changed.
She could hardly believe it; it really was the emperor's calligraphy.
This was definitely not written by the emperor. How could the emperor simply hand over the throne to someone else? Especially not to the Ji family?
But this edict was indeed written by the emperor and personally reviewed by the governors of Youzhou and Yizhou. She really couldn't understand how this edict came about.
At first, she thought that Wen Qiyan had coerced the emperor into writing it.
But later Wen Qiyan said no.
The appearance of this imperial edict was something even the emperor himself had not anticipated.
She wondered if Wen Qiyan had sent someone to forge the emperor's handwriting.
He then told her that it was the emperor's own handwriting.
Ji Wanyuan was so curious that she told him to stop being so mysterious and ask how he managed to do it.
The emperor had no idea that this edict was written after his death. How could he have gotten a dead man to write it, and do so without anyone knowing?
This is too far-fetched; she thinks it's impossible.
It wasn't until Wen Qiyan told her that this was just a piece of writing, with every word written by the emperor but copied from elsewhere.
Ji Wanyuan was shocked, "..."
"Every single word?"
“Yes.” He looked at her shocked expression.
“You…” This is a very time-consuming task, and it must take quite a while. She asked Wen Qiyan when he started planning it.
"A long time ago."
"As early as what time?" she asked.
He simply looked at her small face without saying a word, not answering her question, but instead lowered his head and kissed her.
Ji Wanyuan didn't get a definite answer. Instead, he kissed her so hard that she couldn't make a sound. She was so weak and dazed that she couldn't say a word.
She thought about it and realized that the matter was already settled. In any case, her father and Wen Qiyan would handle it, so she didn't need to worry about it too much.
Ji Wanyuan returned to the Ji family home; she was the first to come back.
At that time, Prime Minister Ji and his wife were still on their way back to the capital, and she was home alone.
Wen Qiyan was very busy because the affairs of the court were numerous and almost everything needed to be rebuilt. He had to handle official business and have the Ministry of Rites prepare for Wen Junlin's ascension to the throne, so he couldn't always be with her. Although he couldn't be with her during the day, he always had to come back at night.
Ji Wanyuan wasn't annoyed. She had been away from the capital for too long and missed home terribly. After returning, she felt incredibly comfortable everywhere.
The first person to visit her was Lou Qingru.
The two sisters hadn't seen each other for a long time, and when they met again, both were now mothers, and they were quite alike.
Lou Qingru was in much the same state as before. As soon as she entered and sat down, she handed the gift to the maid next to her and kept teasing Ji Wanyuan, saying that she was really amazing.
That's how you take down the person. "No, you've taken down the whole world!"
Now, looking across the entire world, Ji Wanyuan is truly the most noble woman.
Ji Wanyuan sipped her pomelo flower tea and asked, "Did my cousin come here specifically to tease me?"
I'm here to congratulate you.
Lou Qingru said this, but kept laughing, unable to resist teasing her, saying that after she returned to the capital, she had heard quite a bit about her and Wen Qiyan, it was really something...
Ji Wanyuan blushed slightly and said that none of those things happened; it was all just nonsense spread by others.
Seeing that Ji Wanyuan was still as bold on the surface as before, but actually very shy, Lou Qingru couldn't help but tease her even more.
"You're still shy about talking to your cousin? What can't you say? Don't forget what happened before..."
Ji Wanyuan was really exasperated. She seized the opportunity while Lou Qingru was drinking tea and pressed her for an answer, "Where's your cousin? Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Lou Qingru raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to say?"
She had thought Ji Wanyuan was going to ask her about the divorce, but to her surprise, Ji Wanyuan blurted out, "When did you start having an affair with the eldest son of the Lin family?"
“I heard from Wen Qiyan that your child is his.”
Lou Qingru was so shocked by these words that she coughed repeatedly until her face turned red, and her expression became unusually unnatural. "What could possibly happen between him and me? Of course, there's nothing."
"What do you mean you have nothing? I think you have a lot!" Ji Wanyuan said she was disloyal!
She had told her everything back then, but unexpectedly, she didn't tell her about her relationship with Lin Sinian.
Lou Qingru, who had always been on the winning side in front of her younger cousin Ji Wanyuan, couldn't help but hiss, "How can you blame me? Your cousin did it all for you."
"For what?" Ji Wanyuan asked back.
"It was all to help you win over the eldest son of the Wen family." Lin Sinian was on good terms with Wen Qiyan; she was just using this method, who knew...
It's best not to mention it.
"You clearly have a thing for her."
Lou Qingru tapped her head and pinched her cheek, "What's wrong with me taking a little benefit?"
Those were all accidents.
Before Ji Wanyuan could say anything more, Lou Qingru quickly changed the subject, saying, "Let me tell you something else."
Ji Wanyuan's eyes were icy cold, and she hummed, not wanting to listen. She told Lou Qingru not to try to get away with it.
“Something really has happened,” Lou Qingru told her. Lin Nianxi had gone mad.
"Lost in a madman?" Ji Wanyuan was slightly stunned when she heard this person's name.
"What do you mean by 'out of one's mind'?" Wasn't Lin Nianxi perfectly fine in the capital?
No, it seems she's been grounded by Lin Sinian.
Lou Qingru said, "I thought you knew about this, after all, it's very strange."
Ji Wanyuan urged her to speak quickly. Lou Qingru said that Lin Nianxi had taken the wrong medicine. "The medicine she took actually neutralized the incense and spices used by the people serving her, which produced toxicity. This caused her to become confused and gradually lose her mind. Now she is somewhat demented and does not recognize people. She cannot take care of herself."
Lou Qingru put it rather tactfully, but Ji Wanyuan was stunned.
Why is the reason Lin Nianxi went insane so similar to the cause of her death in her previous life?
This is definitely not strange; it's probably...
"Didn't the Lin family treat him?" she asked.
"Why wasn't it treated?" Lou Qingru said that the imperial physicians had all been consulted, but they all said they were powerless to help.
"Master Lin, Madam is seriously ill, and the Lin family is in complete disarray."
Ji Wanyuan couldn't help but sigh upon hearing this, and decided not to inquire further about Lin Sinian and Lou Qingru's affairs.
"Where's your brother?" Lou Qingru looked around and asked in a low voice.
When Ji Lingyue was mentioned, Ji Wanyuan told Lou Qingru about the things that had happened recently.
"He's sick too?" Lou Qingru asked in surprise.
"Hmm." Ji Wanyuan nodded; in reality, she was poisoned.
The poison was hidden in the tiger tally that Wen Qiyan had thrown over there.
The medicine given to her by the tiger tally at that time was an antidote for the muscle-softening powder, but for her brother, it was a slow-acting poison.
Wen Qiyan said that his brother would never be able to use his internal energy again in this lifetime.
Moreover, after the defeat of the Wuhuan, the royal family was controlled by the experts sent by Prime Minister Ji. Ji Lingyue was still the young master of Wuhuan on the surface, but in reality, he was just a puppet emperor.
His right and left arms were removed, his martial arts skills were essentially crippled, and he was constantly under surveillance, making him no different from a walking corpse.
When Ji Lingyue was mentioned, Ji Wanyuan thought of his imprisonment and the things he said.
And in the instant the tiger tally flew towards him, his concealed, subconscious action of pushing her away to safety, "..."
well.
"Alright, alright." Lou Qingru saw that she was sentimental and looked distressed, so she quickly comforted her.
"These are all personal choices. Don't be sentimental or try to take on any responsibility for yourself."
Ji Wanyuan said arrogantly, "I won't."
Lou Qingru praised, "That's good."
"..."
It was almost half a month later when Prime Minister Ji, his wife, and Wen's parents arrived in the capital.
Ji Wanyuan hadn't seen the two of them for a long time, and she rushed over crying.
Upon holding her daughter, Madam Ji couldn't help but wipe away her tears, comforting her and telling her not to cry, that everything was over and everyone was safe and sound.
Prime Minister Ji stroked Ji Wanyuan's hair, "You're already a mother, yet you still cry so much. Aren't you afraid people will laugh at you?"
Wen's father and mother were also standing nearby.
Ji Wanyuan had to hold back her tears, compose herself, and stand up straight.
Mr. and Mrs. Wen smiled and said it was nothing, after all, it was an understandable situation.
Upon seeing Wen Junlin, the elders were overjoyed and took turns hugging him, praising his good looks.
After Prime Minister Ji and Wen's father returned, Wen Qiyan was finally able to catch his breath.
Soon, the investiture and enthronement ceremony arrived.
Ji Wanyuan became Empress Dowager at a young age, Wen Qiyan became Emperor Emeritus, and Prime Minister Ji and his wife were, needless to say, the great-grandmothers of the emperor.
Wen's father and mother were also granted titles, but they always remained officials and never surpassed the Ji family.
Mr. and Mrs. Wen had no objection to this.
Ultimately, the emperor was a descendant of the Wen family.
After finishing the enthronement ceremony, Ji Wanyuan was so exhausted that she collapsed.
When Wen Qiyan came out of the bath, she didn't wait for him. She buried herself in the quilt and was fast asleep, only her round head showing.
Wen Qiyan stood by the bed and watched her for a long time.
A gentle smile played on his lips. He got into bed, closed his eyes, and embraced her as they drifted off to sleep, sharing a dream.
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With the wedding date approaching, her elder sister suddenly fell seriously ill, and Pu Jinyu, who had been raised in the countryside for many years and forgotten by everyone, was finally brought back to the capital.
With her stepmother threatening her with the life of her aunt, she had no choice but to change her appearance and study her elder sister's words and actions to marry into the Yan family in her place. She only needed to wait for her elder sister to recover from her illness so that this marriage, which had been a deception, could be returned to her.
Unfortunately, her elder sister fell seriously ill and eventually passed away.
The Yan family was a powerful and influential family with strict rules within its deep courtyard. She bore the appearance and name of her elder sister, and lived in constant fear, serving her parents-in-law and sisters-in-law with trepidation. She racked her brains to deal with her aloof and unapproachable husband, daring not to slack off in the slightest. Her stepmother, angered by her elder sister's death, took her anger out on her and subjected her to all sorts of difficulties.
She eventually succumbed to heart failure and died in childbirth at the age of twenty-nine. Her soul and body remained trapped in the Yan family's ruthless and treacherous mansion for the rest of her life, under the name of her elder sister, Pu Wange.
Only after her death did Pu Jinyu learn that her elder sister had not died of illness, but had faked her death to escape in order to follow her lover.
Her most trusted and beloved concubine was never coerced in any way. Instead, for the sake of her own bright future, she used and then abandoned her daughter countless times to consolidate her position and enjoy wealth and glory.
Pu Jinyu looked back on her life. She was born as a concubine's daughter and was forced to dress as a man to please her biological father. Unfortunately, the fake could not become real. As she grew older, her identity could no longer be hidden, and her aunt did not hesitate to devise a plan to send her to a dilapidated remote area.
At that time, seeing her aunt's teary eyes, the young girl did not understand the meaning of rejection and truly believed that they were full of love and care for her.
It's just a pity...
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the third year of her substitute marriage, looking at the red bricks and green tiles of the Yan family's house, and the soft, gauze curtains.
She lowered her eyelashes with a cold smile, revealing a pitiful expression to conceal the turbulent emotions churning within her.
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The Yan family had a glorious history of over a century, ranking first among the most prestigious families in the capital. Its eldest son, Yan Chiyun, was outstanding and handsome, and at a young age, he had already reached the highest position in the government, making him someone that others could only look up to but never reach.
The Yan and Pu families had been betrothed since their early years. When he reached marriageable age, Yan Chiyun, following the advice of his elders, married the most impeccable noblewoman in the entire capital.
After marriage, he was restrained in his sexual relations and busy with political affairs, leaving early and returning late. Although the two rarely met, they treated each other with respect and lived like guests. They lived like this for three years without interfering with each other. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be a good wife and mother until the end of his life.
Therefore, he really couldn't understand why his wife, who had always been well-behaved, obedient, and gentle, would betray her kinship.
Even when he caught her, she remained unmoved by his stern questioning. She slowly dressed and got out of bed, looking coldly into his eyes, and casually replied, "Since you've seen it all, then let's get a divorce."
He was so furious that he laughed in a deep voice, looking at his wife's profile, which was as serene and beautiful as a gardenia, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Suddenly, he realized that he seemed to have never truly known this woman.
A self-disciplined and aloof beauty falls for love, driven to madness and resorting to force and coercion.
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A restrained, polite, and abstinent head of household vs. a beautiful and resilient mistress
Arranged marriage, love blossoms, the old house catches fire, the unattainable beauty turns out to be incredibly attractive, the man goes crazy for love and even has to cremate his wife – a happy ending.
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