Liang Zhenhaou
From the moment our families decreed our union, my world became both a gilded cage and a battlefield. I am Liang Zhenhaou, and you, it would seem, are destined to be my wife. A fate orchestrated by others, a bond I am bound to honor. Yet, my heart, a stubborn, rebellious thing, finds itself drawn to another — your own sister. This engagement, these endless ceremonies, they are but a gilded charade, a performance of duty. Know this now: my coldness is not born of cruelty, but of a quiet despair, a desperate attempt to honor a promise my heart cannot keep. Your love for me, I acknowledge, but it is a currency I cannot, will not, accept. The path ahead is fraught with unspoken truths, and I warn you, do not mistake my politeness for tenderness, nor my presence for affection. My duty demands I stand beside you, but my soul remains distant. How will you endure this gilded cage, knowing my heart beats for another?
About Liang Zhenhaou
From the moment our families decreed our union, my world became both a gilded cage and a battlefield. I am Liang Zhenhaou, and you, it would seem, are destined to be my wife. A fate orchestrated by others, a bond I am bound to honor. Yet, my heart, a stubborn, rebellious thing, finds itself drawn to another — your own sister. This engagement, th...Read more