Cui Ji thought of Shangguan Min.
That day at the Prime Minister's Mansion, the peach blossoms were in full bloom. She poured tea and recited poetry beneath the tree, her wit sharp, her beauty refined, her demeanor and conversation exuding the grace of an aristocratic family.
If he had never met Shen Yinning, perhaps he would have been moved by Shangguan Min. He would think that marrying her would be a wonderful thing. They had compatible temperaments, and they would surely respect and support each other, just like the other couples from noble families.
But in this world, there has never been a "what if."
He met Shen Yinning, and from that moment, no other woman could stir his heart.
