The daughter of the current Duke, Princess Yongchun, Chang Wanqing, had her engagement broken off.

This news shocked the court and the people.

Everyone knew she was of noble birth and beautiful. As the niece of the current Empress, she had been pampered since childhood and was known in the capital for her arrogance and dominance.

Now that she had suffered a major setback in her marriage, everyone was watching her in amusement, predicting that the ungrateful Master Meng might be in danger of his death.

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Chang Wanqing truly wanted to kill him.

As she raised her whip, another hand gripped it tightly. Dark black sleeves wrapped around powerful forearms, veins bulging with exertion, carrying an indescribable aura as he stopped her.

Meng Fuhan, the commander of the Palace Guards.

He was also the brother of the young Master Meng, who had just broken off her engagement, the one she feared and hated the most.

With a stern expression, the man took her whip with one hand and, with the other, shoved her into the carriage, pulling down the curtain.

The carriage was dim, and the distance between them closed unexpectedly. Chang Wanqing instinctively raised her hand, demanding that this scoundrel, whom she had always grudged, get out of her territory.

Then, the man’s words completely froze her.

“Why don’t you marry me?” Meng Fuhan’s words struck her as absurd. “I’ll help you get revenge on him.”

…even though this man was her sworn enemy.

The rancor ran deep, and the two sides were at loggerheads.

There was no need to fight for prestige. Meng Fuhan was superior to her blind fiancé in every way, holding a high position and wielding immense power. Among the eligible young men in the capital, he was the only one worthy of her attention.

Chang Wanqing assumed that after marriage, they would be at loggerheads, neither willing to compromise. She would indulge in debauchery, revel in nightlife, and, along the way, exact revenge on this ruthless and treacherous enemy.

But she hadn’t expected him to stay up all night, cook for her, and pick snow lotuses growing on a cliff, all for a joke.

He was meticulous and attentive, knowing her every preference.

Chang Wanqing saw it as a trap, guarding against it relentlessly and making things more difficult for her.

Until she discovered his long-hidden feelings.

Frost and snow fell on the man’s shoulders, a combination of cold and heat gripping her.

She tried to retreat, but his wrist was grasped, silencing her increasingly broken voice. “Don’t look for anyone else.”

His usually indifferent eyes were tinged with an unspeakable paranoia. Meng Fuhan buried his head in her neck, his voice hoarse.

“By your side… I can only be with you.”

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He had once glimpsed the bright moon in the ditch.

Until that day, she walked towards him, and Fuhan saw spring.

He snatched the whip from her hand, then pressed it against her palm—he had waited ten years for this day.

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