Both parents deceased, Yu Tingwan lived under someone else’s roof, accepting toil without complaint, rising early and sleeping late to busy herself.
Her aunt was harsh, deliberately intending to sell her to a lustful country squire already past seventy.
Yu Tingwan gave up on everything!
She wasn’t going to serve anymore!
Rather than have her marriage controlled, it was better for her to make the decision herself.
On the way back from a failed matchmaking meeting, she bumped into the Wei family’s young master being carried by several people, his whole body covered in injuries.
Yu Tingwan suddenly felt dizzy, and before her eyes appeared a patch of red and a scene that shouldn’t exist. Gongs and drums resounded, the Wei family’s young master dressed in wedding robes, face gloomy and sullen, was pushed into the bridal chamber by his mother.
No idea which girl was so unlucky to be marrying him!
Yu Tingwan saw the bride being pressed down and rolling on the bed.
It was… actually herself!!!
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General Wei Zhao was proud and noble, with brilliant military achievements. After seeing through the grand lie that had schemed against him for more than ten years, he felt it was utterly absurd, and held the intention of dying.
In a battle at the border, he used the Cloud-Breaking Spear that had slain enemies to stab himself.
But he didn’t die, and became the Wei family’s young master in a remote village.
Wei Zhao’s life was dark and damp; he thought he would never see light again.
Until someone barged in.
She fiercely grabbed his collar, stood on tiptoe, and pecked him.
“Don’t fail to appreciate what’s good for you—marrying me is something you should secretly be happy about.”
