When Ah Zhao regains consciousness, she finds herself in a sedan chair.
She feels a little dizzy because of the unsteady sedan chair.
Something blocks her eyes. All she sees is red as noises reach her from all directions.
She feels even dizzier now.
She is a bit short of breath. Instinctively, she wants to get rid of that thing blocking her sight only to find her hand tied.
What the hell?
“Cotton candy, cotton candy...” She calls the system in her heart.
“I’m here.” Cotton candy's sweet voice goes up.
Ah Zhao lets out a sigh of relief: “What’s happening?”
Not a horrible kidnapping as soon as she's here?
Hearing that, cotton candy is silent for a moment before it speaks: “No.”
When Ah Zhao feels a bit relaxed, she hears the latter half of its sentence: “But an exciting sham wedding.”
Ah Zhao: “...!”
Again, she feels breathless.
After cotton candy tells her about the plot of this world, she blacks out directly.
She is pinched awake.
With her wrist twisted hard by sharp nails, she lets out a groan and opens her eyes slowly.
Before she realizes what’s happening, her hands are untied.
She is dragged off the sedan chair by a great strength.
Meanwhile, a malicious female voice rises beside her: “First Lady Qi, I don’t think it will be wise of you to put in any useless effort. Behave yourself. If anything goes wrong today, My Lady still has your younger brother in her palm. I've heard he’s a clever one, having won the first place in his school not long ago, isn't he?”
Blinking, Ah Zhao doesn’t say anything. Nor does she struggle.
Taking it as a sign of resignation, that woman laughs happily and carries her as they walk forward.
Ah Zhao follows her slowly and starts to recognize her current situation.
Right now, she is dressed in a wedding gown, on her way to marry a man.
This body belonged to a girl named Qi Zhao, the first daughter of a wealthy merchant family in Pingjing.
Today, she is going to marry Huo Jun, the most powerful and influential man in Pingjing.
Huo Jun, age 30, commander of 400 thousand elite troops in eight provinces near Pingjing. Anyone in this country who sees him has to address him as General with respect.
It ought to have been a good thing to marry a man like him - if none of his four former fiancées died.
General Huo had four engagements in the past.
However, two of his fiancées died before marrying him, one drowned a day before the wedding, the last one killed in the street the day of the wedding because of an unrest.
Since then, Huo Jun has been inseparable from being a jinx to his wife.
Girls are naturally afraid of him but there are men who value interest over everything else, for example, Qi Zhao’s father, Lord Qi, a merchant in Pingjing.
He racked his brains to establish contact with Huo Family, not caring the gossip of Huo Jun being a jinx to his wife in the slightest and sent his daughter to marry him.
Sure, his choice wasn't Qi Zhao, his first daughter given to him by his first wife, but Qi Ying, his second daughter by his second wife.
That wasn’t due to his love for Qi Zhao. Qi Zhao was born weak, ill every other day. She has to thank all the tonic and medicine she has taken every day that she can live to be 20.
Lord Qi was afraid that she would die before she got married.
When Ah Zhao regains consciousness, she finds herself in a sedan chair.
She feels a little dizzy because of the unsteady sedan chair.
Something blocks her eyes. All she sees is red as noises reach her from all directions.
She feels even dizzier now.
She is a bit short of breath. Instinctively, she wants to get rid of that thing blocking her sight only to find her hand tied.
What the hell?
“Cotton candy, cotton candy...” She calls the system in her heart.
“I’m here.” Cotton candy's sweet voice goes up.
Ah Zhao lets out a sigh of relief: “What’s happening?”
Not a horrible kidnapping as soon as she's here?
Hearing that, cotton candy is silent for a moment before it speaks: “No.”
When Ah Zhao feels a bit relaxed, she hears the latter half of its sentence: “But an exciting sham wedding.”
Ah Zhao: “...!”
Again, she feels breathless.
After cotton candy tells her about the plot of this world, she blacks out directly.
She is pinched awake.
With her wrist twisted hard by sharp nails, she lets out a groan and opens her eyes slowly.
Before she realizes what’s happening, her hands are untied.
She is dragged off the sedan chair by a great strength.
Meanwhile, a malicious female voice rises beside her: “First Lady Qi, I don’t think it will be wise of you to put in any useless effort. Behave yourself. If anything goes wrong today, My Lady still has your younger brother in her palm. I've heard he’s a clever one, having won the first place in his school not long ago, isn't he?”
Blinking, Ah Zhao doesn’t say anything. Nor does she struggle.
Taking it as a sign of resignation, that woman laughs happily and carries her as they walk forward.
Ah Zhao follows her slowly and starts to recognize her current situation.
Right now, she is dressed in a wedding gown, on her way to marry a man.
This body belonged to a girl named Qi Zhao, the first daughter of a wealthy merchant family in Pingjing.
Today, she is going to marry Huo Jun, the most powerful and influential man in Pingjing.
Huo Jun, age 30, commander of 400 thousand elite troops in eight provinces near Pingjing. Anyone in this country who sees him has to address him as General with respect.
It ought to have been a good thing to marry a man like him - if none of his four former fiancées died.
General Huo had four engagements in the past.
However, two of his fiancées died before marrying him, one drowned a day before the wedding, the last one killed in the street the day of the wedding because of an unrest.
Since then, Huo Jun has been inseparable from being a jinx to his wife.
Girls are naturally afraid of him but there are men who value interest over everything else, for example, Qi Zhao’s father, Lord Qi, a merchant in Pingjing.
He racked his brains to establish contact with Huo Family, not caring the gossip of Huo Jun being a jinx to his wife in the slightest and sent his daughter to marry him.
Sure, his choice wasn't Qi Zhao, his first daughter given to him by his first wife, but Qi Ying, his second daughter by his second wife.
That wasn’t due to his love for Qi Zhao. Qi Zhao was born weak, ill every other day. She has to thank all the tonic and medicine she has taken every day that she can live to be 20.
Lord Qi was afraid that she would die before she got married.
