Her Own Spring Boudoir

Pre-order: After Sharing Dreams with a Noble Young Master. Please add it to your collection 🥹 Blurb: [Delicate, flirtatious beauty vs. Upright gentleman gradually driven to madness] Born to a merchant family, she married into a powerful household, only to become a widow. Though she endured the fickleness of human nature, Sang Wu gritted her teeth and persevered. When her father-in-law urged her to remarry, tears welled in her eyes. "My love for Liu Lang runs deep. I would like to regard you both as my own parents and remain a widow, serving you until the end of my days!" The day after she said this, she met a young gentleman in white on the willow-lined banks of West Lake. He was elegant and handsome, bright as the moon, and his features bore a faint resemblance to her late husband. Sang Wu: ... But she soon discovered that he was her late husband's cousin from another branch of the family. What's more, her father-in-law and mother-in-law hoped she and the cousin would follow their ancestors' example and carry on both family lines by having a son to inherit her late husband's legacy. Taking advantage of the spring scenery, Sang Wu secretly studied those jade-like features. Her late husband had been gentle... surely his cousin would be considerate toward women too, right? Fourth Young Master Pei Xu was renowned far and wide, a man of fine character and talent. Even in the capital, where gifted young men were as plentiful as fish crossing the river, he stood among the very best. To avoid the turmoil at court, he returned to the old family home after years away. Only after he returned did he discover that the old home held not only a clingy, rambunctious younger sister and a mother whose hair was beginning to turn gray, but also a soft, fragrant... haven of tenderness. A haven of tenderness could be a hero's grave. Besides, as the elder brother whom Sixth Young Master had deeply respected, Pei Xu knew he would never become too entangled with this woman. He said coldly, "When I return to the capital, you needn't come with me." It would be best if she became pregnant before then, stayed at the old home to give birth in peace, and continued as the Third Branch's daughter-in-law. No matter how adept she was at sweet-talking and playing along, it had nothing to do with him. Everything seemed to be going according to plan. When Sixth Young Master came back to life, Sang Wu wept with joy, but Pei Xu's expression turned cold. In a secluded spot, Pei Xu pressed a hand to her slender, pale neck and left a bite mark in a fit of resentment. "A younger brother may succeed his elder brother; the principle is grounded in righteousness..." "Sang Wu, you can only be the wife of Pei Si." Reader's guide: 1) Marriage first, love later; face-slapping and realizing one's true feelings; bittersweet but with a happy ending. 2) By the time the male and female leads enter a shared-heir arrangement, a year will have passed since the second male lead's funeral. 3) The setting is fictional. The plot exists only to serve the romance. Blurb for After Sharing Dreams with a Noble Young Master A Jin was an inconspicuous maid. Lately, she had started to think she was sick. Though she had always been timid, she kept dreaming about a lecher. The lecher's hands were long and slender, his fingertips burning hot, with a slight roughness as they brushed over her. The lecher's voice was low, drifting past her ear. A Jin trembled all over, her legs going weak with tingling pleasure. The lecher was also terribly impatient. They had only been meeting in her dreams for half a month when he could no longer wait and demanded that she meet him in person. Late at night, she hid timidly in the bushes and sure enough, heard footsteps approaching. When she cautiously peeked out and saw his face, she instantly swallowed her gasp. What lecher? The person before her was the household's legitimate eldest son, that cool, celibate, self-disciplined gentleman who had placed third in the imperial examinations! He had been serving as an official outside the capital, so A Jin had never seen him before. Suppressing the memory that made her cheeks burn, she quietly compared his broad, narrow-waisted figure with what she had seen in her dreams... 2 Xiao Yun was steady by nature and never overstepped the bounds of propriety. He was always courteous and measured. Yet on the very night he returned to the household, he had a dream about spring. A young woman was trapped beneath gauze curtains, her eyes brimming with tears. From then on, his strange dreams grew more outrageous by the day. Unable to control himself, Xiao Yun suspected someone had used sorcery to take control of his dreams. Angry at the other person's audacity and wild delusions, he only wanted to catch them and make them pay. So, in a moment of passion, he arranged to meet her: "Tomorrow, at half past seven in the evening. Meet me in the rockery cave in the back garden." The young woman gazed at him with watery almond-shaped eyes and sweetly agreed. But when he arrived as promised, no one was there. ? Why hadn't she come? Xiao Yun returned to the dream and interrogated her harshly. "Was I not doing a good enough job?" "Do you like it this way... or this way?" When he realized he was no longer being controlled in his dreams, the cool, celibate young master said, "Then we'll do both." 3 One day, a new maid crossed paths with the eldest young master and accidentally knocked over a potted plant because she was nervous. As she hurriedly lowered her head to apologize, he didn't even look at her, only saying calmly, "It's all right." Her companions all praised him, saying the eldest young master was truly broad-minded, kind, and virtuous. After nightfall, A Jin stumbled to the floor, clutching her collar closed. In a chair upholstered in fox fur, Xiao Yun crossed his long legs. Seeing her eyelashes tremble, he smiled faintly. "A Jin, you walked right into my trap." Theme: Long-held ambitions