After My Divorce, My Love Rival's Brother Took Me by Force

My next novel, Stealing My Father’s Concubine, is being written now. 【Possessive pursuit | Stealing his wife and taking her place | Love triangle】Female official vs. Marquis Zheng Putuo had a hard childhood, but was fortunate enough to find a husband who loved her faithfully. Then the Princess of Dongyang took an interest in her husband, who refused to abandon his wife for a path to power. If not for a nobleman’s help on two occasions, Zheng Putuo would already be dead. The princess was furious. Her husband was framed and thrown into prison, while the Jingzhao government, cowed by the princess’s power, refused to take her case and locked Zheng Putuo up for three days. She pleaded desperately, even offering to leave her husband, only to be driven out of the princess’s residence. Just as she was at her lowest, a dashing, cultivated gentleman suddenly appeared in her bedroom. The nobleman said, “If you want him to live, come inside.” Though uneasy, she chose to enter the secluded room, only to have her arms seized as he kissed her with abandon. Humiliated, she struggled and nearly dashed her head against a pillar. “I’m the one who yearns for you. You’ve done nothing wrong.” He wiped away her tears and said gently, “Divorce him, and I’ll save him.” The nobleman turned out to be the Princess of Dongyang’s elder brother, the Marquis of Wuwei. She was terrified and furious, but all she saw was his crazed smile. She had only one day. ＊ Cui Ji’s parents died in battle. He had fought his way through the ranks since his youth, and with the emperor’s trust, he was eventually made a marquis. At a polo match hosted by his younger sister, he noticed a spirited young woman. They met again during a foreign delegation’s tribute visit, when he learned she was a female official in the Ministry of Rites. Having helped her twice on a whim, he had become the nobleman she spoke of. She was sharp-tongued with the envoys and even risked her life to shield him from a blade, simply to repay his kindness. His thoughts were in turmoil, but she came to thank him with another man. That day at the polo match, she had actually been asking forgiveness on her husband’s behalf. Watching the couple standing together, he glared at them with a sinister look. She didn't notice and called the man tenderly, “Husband.” Later, his chance finally came. ＊ Before their two-year agreement was up, Zheng Putuo ran away. When Cui Ji caught her, he saw the marks on her neck and flew into a rage. “Running away with my brother-in-law is adultery. Have you no shame?” For once, she answered with a mocking smile. “When you eavesdropped through the wall and dreamed of me, did you remember I was someone else’s wife?” “Oh?” He pressed her against the carriage wall and leaned toward her ear. “When you were in bed, were you thinking of him or me?” But in her indifferent eyes, he saw only a frantically pleading face. Notice: The heroine is not a virgin; the hero is. Stealing My Father’s Concubine A great ruler died suddenly. Before his death, he had his trusted aide hide his beloved consort. Outside the palace, iron-shod hooves shook the earth. Prince Qi, Tuoba Shao, arrived like a god of war, surrounding the palace with his troops. The valiant young lord entered the hall in armor, gazing openly at the grieving woman. Her plain robes could not conceal her otherworldly beauty, and tears still clung to the corners of her eyes. Ever since she was sent away to the old capital, he had been unable to forget her. A son succeeding his father was only in keeping with the natural order. He closed in and took her captive, finally drawing the gaze he desired. His eyes dark, he said, “I will take Father’s place and care for you.” She was so frightened that tears welled in her eyes. From then on, she was the emperor’s treasured captive, confined to the inner palace. ＊ After the storm passed, Tuoba Shao complained, “You hide mementos from another man, then have the nerve to cry? If not for Father, I should have been your husband.” With tears streaming down her face, Ji Liao said, “I only wanted to pay my respects to him.” He scoffed and laid his palm on her slightly rounded belly. Listening to her stifled sobs, he could not banish the memory of her letting his father take her! “Show me you’re sincere.” “For example, give me another little brother before his tomb.” Later, on the day Ji Liao abandoned Tuoba Shao in the cold river, he finally regretted it. He should have forced his way into her bed while his father was still alive. Theme: Looking back on the bleak road I’ve traveled, I return with neither storm nor sunshine