[ Yan CI story ]
It was often said that the White moonlight was a beauty that could not be obtained, and the zhusha mole was a pain that could not be cherished.
To Yan CI.
His former wife, Wen Yu, was such a ray of white moonlight. She was like the wind and snow, indifferent and gentle.
It was just a few glances.
Perhaps he liked her, or perhaps it was just his reluctance to part with his wife. As for the specifics, even Yan CI couldn't explain it clearly.
On the wedding night.
His officially married wife had coldly brought up the matter of separation with him.
This was the biggest joke Yan CI had ever heard in his life.
She was not willing ...
Yan CI was originally a little angry.
Since he was not willing, why did he agree to this marriage?
The daughter of the Prime Minister, a peerless beauty, and an expert in poetry and painting.
