After Keeping a Nobleman's Heir as My Lover

Fuyu was born a noblewoman, yet her life was difficult because her mother was hopelessly love-struck, and she suffered through countless hardships.

The husband her mother chose for her, Jiang Liyou, kept putting off their wedding by three years, then another three years.

From her early teens until she was old enough to marry, Jiang Liyou had refused to marry her for ten years. He spent those years reciting poetry with the capital's most celebrated courtesan and escorting a princess on outings. Whenever Fuyu was the subject of gossip, Jiang Liyou always had a more important confidante to attend to.

Fortunately, Fuyu didn't love him.

But her mother was convinced Jiang Liyou was the best match for her. Fuyu tried and failed to break off the engagement, then meekly followed Jiang Liyou's example and took a lover on the side in Duuan Street.

Xie Changliu was cold and taciturn. Raised by the Duke of Anguo to be restrained and proper, he fell in love with Fuyu at first sight, then suffered because she was already betrothed.

He selfishly hoped her engagement would go wrong so she could marry him, yet also hoped her marriage would go smoothly and her husband would cherish her...

But after the engagement had been set for ten years, he had put off the wedding for all ten of them.

Fuyu had become the oldest unmarried woman in all the capital. He helped her, and out of self-interest, advised her to end the engagement.

Only after taking a lover on the side did Fuyu realize that no matter how little a man talked or how busy he was, if he wanted to spend time with her, he could always find something to say and make time for her.

His sweet talk made her care more and more about her lover, until she even sighed, "If only Changliu could marry me."

"...You don't love Jiang Liyou anymore?"

"I never loved him in the first place."

"Wait for me to marry you."

"I knew it. Changliu is the best young man in the world. He's nothing like Jiang Liyou or my father!"

Fuyu smiled enchantingly, her eyes hazy, and threw herself into Xie Changliu's arms, holding him tight.

She thought Xie Changliu was lying to comfort her. She knew her mother wouldn't agree to break off the engagement with the Jiang family. She was already bound to Jiang Liyou for good.

Only later did she learn that Xie Changliu had broken the rules he had upheld for her again and again. He sent people to seduce Jiang Liyou, hid his identity to become her lover on the side, and tricked her mother into getting a divorce...

Her wedding date had already passed.

But Xie Changliu would love her forever.

[Coming Soon] Rebuilding the Chinese Underworld in the Stars

When ghost king Jiang Qingyue reported to the underworld, she stepped in left foot first and was banished to a spacefaring world ten thousand years in the future, where she became a freshman at an academy for the supernatural.

But the interstellar civilization had lost its roots.

There was no Blue Star or Huaxia here. Even when people caught a ghost, they couldn't kill it. They could only cage it in their own flesh and blood, which led to ghost hunters dying gruesome deaths one after another. The profession had high status, but few people volunteered for it.

Because of the ghosts, the Yanhuang Alliance was stuck at the level of a low-grade civilization.

Jiang Qingyue, banished to the stars to establish an underworld: What's so hard about that? I need ghosts to build my underworld anyway.

At the academy tournament, as ghostly energy ran rampant and ghost domains appeared, some people pulled out magnetic ghost-catching spheres while others raised high-frequency energy cannons... Jiang Qingyue silently opened her pocket and took out a yellow talisman and a peachwood sword.

Haunted by ghosts?

Eating people?

Dying gruesomely, trading life for life?

It was time to give her great-great-great-great...Nth-generation descendants in the stars a taste of the underworld!

Jiang Qingyue gripped her peachwood sword, still meant for children. As advanced civilizations laughed and called her crazy, and low-grade civilizations were dismissed as trash, she burned a yellow talisman and used herself as an anchor to summon the underworld, crushing evil and vanquishing ghosts.

The underworld's enforcers cleared the way.

Yama granted the lonely spirits their due.

Jiang Qingyue's divine form sat high atop a palanquin borne by sixteen men. Wearing a ceremonial crown and holding a golden brush, she waved it nonchalantly. The emperor lowered his eyes, and the gods bowed their heads. "What is a mere little ghost that it should disturb me?"

"Your Majesty, it has thrown the mortal world into chaos."

"Destroy it."

One word banished the ghost, and one battle made her famous.

Jiang Qingyue led the Yanhuang Alliance, dismissed as trash and useless by advanced civilizations, in crushing evil, vanquishing ghosts, and rebuilding the underworld. The only thing that troubled her was that Yama, whom she had appointed with her golden brush, wanted to do more than run the infernal realms. He only wanted her.

Theme: Take responsibility for your own life