Marrying the Short-Lived Villain

Xie Heng gave her a thorough look-over. “Your neck and arms. Slightly thicker.” Just as Mu Wan’s eyes widened, the gong rang again, interrupting her angry retort. The host announced, “The fifth round of the Lotus Glass Cup competition begins!” The enormous chessboard flipped, and the participants began frantically memorizing the patterns. Xie Heng’s eyes […]

Li Yichen rose to fame after passing the imperial examination. Born into a military family, he was also well-skilled in archery and horsemanship, which made him the most popular candidate to win today’s main competition. Therefore, Mu Rou held onto this sliver of hope, still dreaming of becoming the most celebrated girl in the capital

Xie Heng shifted his attention back to Mu Wan. “Do you prefer to be escorted home now?” Hearing his subtle meaning, Mu Wan froze. He was actually planning to stay and compete with her? Surprised, she quickly abandoned any mischievous ideas and nodded obediently. “I’m coming.”

The room froze in tension; none of them had the nerve not to answer the door. Soon, the door was pushed open. Xie Heng stepped inside, still dressed in his crimson official robe. The wide belt accentuated his broad shoulders and narrow waist, making for an excellent sight. Unfortunately, no one dared to admire him.

Mu Wan seemed oblivious to Wu Zhixuan’s retreat and continued staring at Mu Rou, smiling without the slightest hint of fear. “Or does Second Sister believe the Marquis will come?” “…” Mu Rou was completely speechless. How on earth did Mu Wan remain so confident in the face of such a humiliating situation?

Perhaps the heavens had heard Wu Zhixuan’s silent prayers, for just as they were struggling to figure out how to handle Mu Wan, there was a sudden knock at the door. Wu Zhixuan, as if finally finding something to do, quickly asked, “Who is it?”

As the girls laughed and chatted, a sudden clang of a bronze gong echoed outside, drawing everyone’s attention to the stage. A tall painting unfurled dramatically from the ceiling to the first floor, revealing tonight’s grand prize—the Lotus Glass Cup—displayed for all to see. A collective gasp of admiration spread through the audience. Compared to

Li Yichen saw Mu Rou’s narrowed eyes and couldn’t help but smile, “So delicious?” Mu Rou set down her spoon, nodded, and smiled. “Not just that, it also reminded me of something happy.”

Watching Mu Wan walk through the small door at the back of the main building and head upstairs, Mu Rou exhaled deeply and began walking back with Lianqiao. “Let’s go back and deal with this later.” Following behind, Mu Rou couldn’t help but notice how every passerby seemed to be drawn to Mu Wan. Their

With Wu Zhixuan’s introduction, Mu Wan quickly integrated with her group, all daughters of high officials. Deeply engrossed in the conversation with their new ‘friend,’ the girls nearly forgot the original purpose of finding Mu Wan. But in another private room separated by a few screens, someone still remembered.