Advance readers wanted for my new book, The Consorts' Beloved Little Princess! If you're interested, please add it to your reading list. The blurb is at the very bottom~
Wen Feng obeyed his parents' orders and went to look after the sick Yu Xue. They hadn't seen each other in a long time.
More precisely, they hadn't seen each other since they got married. He'd heard Yu Xue had some strange mental illness.
Everyone said she was a crazy woman.
Before he arrived, he'd imagined Yu Xue as a gloomy patient. Once he got there, he found she was the complete opposite.
On the first morning he stayed at the hospital, he was changing clothes when Yu Xue pointed at his abs and teased him.
She was talkative and knowledgeable, able to chat about anything from literature and music to art. She could even perform little magic tricks, like a wizard who knew everything.
She chatted away with him, every word striking a chord in his heart. Like a puppet, he was led along, falling deeper and deeper.
After just a few days at her bedside, Yu Xue was ready to be discharged. To his own surprise, he found himself thinking how nice it would be if she could stay longer.
He immediately scolded himself for being "crazy."
All in all, their days in the hospital had been very pleasant. Compared to the cheerful and optimistic Yu Xue, he seemed more like the gloomy patient.
Their married life at home was pleasant too. Though Yu Xue rarely left her room, whenever she did, she could always find something to talk about with Wen Feng. He began to look forward to coming home, hoping to tease a little fun out of Yu Xue.
Until one day, he opened Yu Xue's bedroom door and found flower petals scattered across the floor, with her lying among them.
He thought she was creating another "fairy-tale dream" until he realized her breathing had almost stopped...
"Call 120..." he murmured. "Call 120! Hurry and call 120!"
When Yu Xue woke up, she solemnly told him, "Only death can take me home..."
[Highly capable woman with a mental illness x Gentle and considerate business magnate]
[Marriage Before Love]
Content warnings:
There isn't much logic to it, just a sweet little romance.
The original owner's mental illness was invented by the author. It isn't a real-world mental disorder, and its main symptom is hallucinations.
Blurb for The Consorts' Beloved Little Princess:
Life in the palace was so boring: paying respects morning and evening, three meals a day, playing with cats, raising fish, and taking the emperor for walks.
The empress dowager was allergic to dog hair, so to show his filial devotion, the emperor banned pets from the palace.
The consorts cried and complained, but to no avail. Now the palace was even more boring.
One day, the emperor brought a little girl back from a vassal state, made her a princess, and left her to be raised in the empress's palace.
At last, the consorts had something to do again. Every day, they ran to the empress's palace, gathered around the cradle, and chattered and laughed over one another.
Lady Chen was quick-handed and pinched the child's cheek. The Noble Consort smacked the back of her hand, but the little princess still started crying.
The women jostled and teased Lady Chen. "Oh, look what you've done. You hurt the little princess."
It didn't matter that the little princess had no father to dote on her. She had plenty of mothers who loved her.
Lady Chen taught her to play cards, and by the age of nine, she could beat Lady Yue at the table.
Lady Yue wasn't good at cards, but she was skilled at the guqin. She followed the princess around every day with her instrument, urging her to learn.
The Noble Consort found children noisy and worried they would disturb the empress's sleep. So she slept in the empress's chambers every day, keeping the princess company and making sure she didn't cry.
During the Lantern Festival, the empress's palace was piled high with embroidered pouches.
The empress sorted through them one by one and handed them to the little princess, instructing her, "The Noble Consort has a temper, so you need to carry hers every day. Be careful not to make her angry. Lady Yue is thoughtful, so put her pouch by your pillow to sleep well. Lady Chen loves to fool around. Why would she embroider such a huge bear on a pouch? How are you supposed to wear it out..."
The little princess had always liked the Crown Prince, but the emperor insisted on making her marry an old, ugly minister.
She went to her mother crying.
Her mother gave her a push and said softly, "Listen carefully. Have your Crown Prince brother come rescue you tonight. At the first watch, the emperor will die..."
[Delicate, spoiled, chronically ill little princess x Crown Prince who does everything she says]
Core message: Live life well.
Woohoo, I'm going to cry to death. Can the school bullies die? Woooooo.
I almost want to flip the table. . . I feel so suffocated in this kind of family
It makes me cry all the time
I really like this soothing writing style, but I really cried. The heroine is so pitiful. This campus bullying is really hateful. It makes me so angry. I hope that my sister will recover later and be happy with the male protagonist and have a better career. I really cried. I am so pitiful for my sister. People who bully others in school are really not a thing 😭
This man is good at introspection, Goode
How do you define whether it is this material? Who can define whether you are suitable for writing? I can only tell you that I have been crying while reading this article [covering my face and laughing] [covering my face and crying]. Feel it, experience it, experience it, create it, just do it as long as you want to.
I've been crying so hard that I haven't seen such a good novel in a long time. Good stories are like this, they can touch people's hearts. Since I was in college, I have been telling myself that you can choose the life and experience you want. I believe in the power of belief. It seems that because of these thoughts, I have grown a part of my core. I will never hear my parents arguing and throwing things in the middle of the night again, even if I sometimes hear others shouting. I am still afraid to speak loudly, and I will tell myself every time that it doesn't matter even if I do the wrong thing or say the wrong thing. The world doesn't care about you, but you have your own world. Reading this article, I seem to have returned to my childhood, to my short and fat student days. At that time, there was too much pain, academic anxiety, and body health. I am anxious, and my family of origin has been quarreling. I am afraid every time I go to school to collect living expenses from my parents. When I go to the cafeteria to swipe my meal card, I always think about not spending too much. If I want to buy something, I will save it from the food fee. There may be many such details, but I keep telling myself that these It's all over. As long as I keep moving forward, I will have a broader life. Anyway, it won't be worse than you were at the beginning. Just keep going like this until the cause and effect fall away. I don't need to find solutions, and I don't need to hate the people who have hurt me. Forgetting is the real past and relief. Thank you, the author. I came across this article while browsing Xiaohongshu in class. You made a hole in my heart feel like it was filled. Come on! [Pink heart][pink heart][pink heart][pink heart]
Oh my god, you heard it, why is it such a creepy feeling? Xiaoxue is not yet 30, right? It's almost time to pack up and wear the 40-year-old share🤧
It was so well written 😭 I kept crying 😭
It's really well written