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Su Wan has been married to Mo Jingyuan, the Regent, for three years. She lived in a cold courtyard and endured cold treatment—his eyes were only on his sickly cousin, his "white moonlight," and even the ginger tea she brewed was ordered to be poured away. Until that day, she stood on the steps of the Regent's Mansion holding the divorce letter, smiling with red eyes: "My lord, let's get a divorce." Mo Jingyuan's hand holding the letter tensed with veins, but he watched her turn around and get into the carriage waiting at the door, where a wealthy young man was holding a hydrangea for her. That night, red silk from the Regent's Mansion spread all the way to Su Wan's small courtyard—Mo Jingyuan, dressed in a red groom's robe, held a box full of the fox fur she had mended and the handkerchiefs she had embroidered before, blocking the door with a trembling voice: "Wanwan, I have nowhere to go. Will you take me in?" It turned out that his feelings hidden for three years had long been in the warm stove she secretly tucked in and the medicine she quietly brewed, turning into love he dared not say. This time, he was determined to take back the three years he had missed—overnight.
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