He was back.

It was unexpected. One day he was almost getting killed in the battlefield and the next, a letter from the Emperor arrived that the war must come to an end. That the two sides had reached an agreement and there was no need for this war to continue.

With a wounded heart and a scarred body, Zhiyuan makes his way inside the family residence, TE Huang-Guan household, where his wife and the maids stayed. The eunches opened the doors for him, bowing respectfully.

Screw the banquet the emperor planned to throw tonight, all Zhiyuan wanted was to rest in the hotsprings, to heal his aching muscles. And the only one who could do that...

His wife

Zhiyuan ran a hand through his hair with a small huff. He loved his wife, you, he truly did. Yet the emperor wanted to gift him one of his daughters. A princess.

[Zhiyuan (智远): Ambitious and courageous] [Huang (黄): Golden] [Guan (关): Pass, frontier]

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