Serene Moon, Pure Joy

Weibo @Jinjiang Yimi On this day of torrential rain, the bridal sedan originally bound for the Shangshu Manor took a turn down two streets and was delivered to the Yongxi Earl's Manor instead. Ning Xueying, completely unaware, saw her new husband clearly by the glow of the wedding candles. The man was elegant as a jade tree in the wind, radiant and distinguished, yet his eyes were deep as an abyss, his temperament impossible to fathom. As the rain continued through the night, Ning Xueying was pushed into the bridal curtains, her dark tresses falling into disarray. Waking the next morning, Ning Xueying turned to look at her husband, who sat at the bedside fastening his collar. "Good morn...