Beijing Elite: The Heiress of a Top Tycoon Family Forces the Untouchable Heartthrob to Marry Her

[Beijing elite families + contemporary romance + a fated, heartbreaking love like an intense Korean drama]

Past and present lives, protecting each other. She isn’t the chosen princess. She is the king who defies fate to rewrite his destiny for him.

Three thousand years ago, she was a princess of Qi, and he was the crown prince of Zhou. When Luoyi fell, he took the blades meant for her and knelt amid the rebel army. She wept all night on the city wall, her black hair turning white as snow.

Three thousand years later, she is the only daughter of the Li family, one of Beijing’s elite. A letter with no postmark drags her into a fateful mystery spanning past and present lives: “It’s been three thousand years. It’s time to wake up.”

She thought Shen Yanci was the one destiny had chosen for her. Until one moonlit night, when she opened the vermilion wooden door hidden in a Beijing alley. In a secret chamber, a young man pale as porcelain sat in a sandalwood chair, holding a strand of agarwood prayer beads. Moonlight fell across his face. He opened his eyes and softly spoke her name, “Shihan,” as if in a dream, like the countless times he had called to her before.

He was Zhou Muyuan, the thirty-ninth-generation heir of the Zhou family, a globally influential family hidden from the world, wielding secret powers that crossed time and space. He had been making arrangements in the shadows for fifteen years to protect her. But a bloodline curse was slowly consuming his body.

He had waited three thousand years for her to finally open that door. She had waited three thousand years for him, but now had only a few months to reverse life and death.

Power struggles among Beijing’s elite, covert battles on Hong Kong Island, rivalries between powerful families, and the mysteries of time and space. Past and present lives, with death waiting at every turn.

“This time, let me take the blow for you.” Li Shihan pressed the jade pendant into his palm and pushed him through the time-space portal. She stood alone beneath the stars, never looking back. She believed he would return.

Ginkgo leaves fell and grew again. The moonlight was still the same. After three thousand years, would their vow finally be fulfilled this time?