My Lord, I Am Married

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Because he was decreed to marry his arch-nemesis, Yu Shuli cursed his way into the palace, hoping to get the Emperor to retract the order. However, after falling into the water, not only did he nearly lose his life, but he also lost his memory.

The imperial physician said it was all thanks to Prime Minister Wei saving him.
Deeply moved, Yu Shuli thought: Wei Yan truly is my good brother!
He sneakily went to visit the ‘sick’ Wei Yan late at night and accidentally climbed into his good brother’s bed.
Unexpectedly, his ‘good brother’ wrapped an arm around his waist, pulled him onto his lap, and ambiguously told him they had already secretly pledged their lives to each other.

Yu Shuli scrambled off the bed, legs trembling, voice shaking: “So… we’ve kissed before… hahaha, your skills are pretty average.”

Soon after, the two really did marry in private. The Second Prince gossipily stared at Yu Shuli: “Mind if I ask? How late did you two go last night? It must have been over two shichen [approx. 4 hours], right? Right?!”
Yu Shuli choked on his soup: “Your Highness! You really have no sense of boundaries!”
“Surely it wasn’t less than two shichen?” The Second Prince looked reproachfully at Wei Yan, his tone disappointed: “Prime Minister Wei, you’re really useless.”
Seeing Wei Yan’s meaningful gaze, Yu Shuli gritted his teeth.
Even though the Second Prince he wholeheartedly supported seemed to be a Wei Yan fan…
…he would definitely divorce Wei Yan! Definitely!

Later, the Second Prince became Emperor, yet Yu Shuli still couldn’t get a divorce.
He regained his memories, feeling only a surge of resentment.
To hell with ‘secretly pledged’!
He and Wei Yan clearly had many old scores to settle, having already been arch-rivals and political enemies for three years.
That dog Wei Yan thinks he can turn things around just by showing off like a peacock? Dream on!

Then Wei Yan produced an intimate storybook depicting the two of them, even bearing Yu Shuli’s bold signature and seal.
Yu Shuli was mortified and furious. How could he be the bottom?!
He sheepishly approached Wei Yan: “Kissing is fine, but can I sleep with you too? Let’s be fair and square, a 50/50 split.”
Wei Yan smiled and shook his head.
Yu Shuli’s defenses crumbled: “Divorce! I want a divorce right now!”
Wei Yan produced a yellowish scroll: “Apologies, Young General, we were married by imperial decree. This marriage cannot be dissolved.”