Looking for a Wife, but the Courtesan Lured Me into Marriage

Current status: married, trying for a baby, pregnant, amnesiac, and the blurb has been reclaimed. 90% of the text is protected against piracy. (The revised chapters are ready, so the 90% threshold has been met. You can purchase the chapters after that without affecting your reading.) There are several upcoming stories in my collection, so feel free to check them out! All kinds of younger tops and older bottoms 🥰🥰 This story: 🔥Pregnant courtesan🔥 pregnancy 🔥 age gap 🔥 the top calls the bottom Mom 🔥 older sister bottom 0 Soft, sweet puppy-like younger sister top 1 (before losing her memories) 🐶🥺 seductive, bewitching fox-like older sister bottom 0 🦊🥰 After losing her memories: cool, aloof, take-charge princess top 1 😌 Chu Ning first met Su Mianyue at the biggest brothel in the capital. That day, she had followed her older sister into the city to see the world. Before she knew it, she got lost and was shoved along by the thronging crowd, straight through the carved wooden doors. The thick scent of makeup and perfume made her feel weak in the knees, while the silks and satins filling her view dazzled her eyes. In her panic, she hid behind a folding screen, thinking she was thoroughly concealed. She had no idea that a pair of clear, frightened almond eyes was already peeking through a gap in the screen. Just then, the famous courtesan onstage, whose name had become the talk of the capital, abruptly stopped dancing. Her red skirt spread across the floor like a blazing fire. Through the crowds, Su Mianyue fixed her gaze precisely on the screen. Her eyes danced, her full red lips curled slightly, and she picked up a glistening cherry with her fingertips and slipped it into her mouth. Then, in Chu Ning's direction, she beckoned with a finger. “Come here.” Her voice was soft and alluring. “Take it from my mouth, little one.” A slender hand lifted the gauze curtain, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty. Su Mianyue approached one step at a time, and her cloyingly sweet fragrance instantly enveloped Chu Ning. She leaned down slightly, curled her tongue around the cherry stem and tied it in a knot, then held the cherry between her lips. Her dazzling face drew closer and closer, until their noses were almost touching. “Come on.” Her muffled voice, along with her warm breath, fell over Chu Ning's face. “Open your mouth.” Chu Ning's mind went blank. She obediently opened her mouth. The cherry passed into it. Their lips touched through the fruit, soft and warm, carrying a sweet, heady flavor. It was the most lethal taste Chu Ning had ever experienced. … After that, every month when Chu Ning went into the city, she would sneak away from her older sister and travel dozens of miles to the brothel, just to “suppress Su Mianyue's poison.” Su Mianyue taught Chu Ning, who had developed a taste for such pleasures, how to kiss, how to whisper secrets in someone's ear at night, and how to say the embarrassing words, “I like you.” Chu Ning was a slow learner, but she studied earnestly. Every time they kissed, she would blush and ask with tear-bright eyes, “Did it work this time?” Looking at her innocent, infatuated expression, Su Mianyue thought, “I have to make her mine.” Later, Chu Ning saved up enough money to buy Su Mianyue's freedom. They bowed once to Heaven and Earth, once to their elders, then to each other as wives. The villagers all said that the Chu girl was lucky indeed: she had married such a beautiful wife, and she had an older sister who doted on her. Sadly, their happiness did not last. The night the rebels stormed into the village, Chu Ning pushed her pregnant wife, Su Mianyue, into a cellar, then turned to draw the pursuers away. She ran out and never came back. The only connection Su Mianyue had left with her was the unborn child in her belly. … Three years later. The Princess Royal's residence welcomed back its legitimate daughter, who had been missing for many years and had lost her memory. She was granted the title of commandery princess. At the first banquet held after her return, this newly titled princess took an interest in a widowed dancer. The widow was stunningly beautiful, with an astonishing figure. Her belly was just beginning to swell with the child left behind by her late wife. She swayed as she walked, like a willow in the breeze. Her lips, especially, looked so soft and moist that anyone could tell how tender they would feel to kiss. Chu Ning stared at her lips for a long while, her mind full of unspeakable thoughts. She spoke in a cool, commanding voice. “Where is your wife?” The woman froze, then lowered her eyes, her lashes trembling. “She's dead.” “Good. That works out.” Chu Ning took two steps forward and looked down at her, her gaze sweeping over the swell of her belly. “I happen to need a wife. You will do.” The woman lifted her head. Her eyes were red, yet she smiled. Tears glistened in her beautiful eyes, and she looked alluringly seductive. “Commandery Princess, you should think this through.” “Your servant was married before, and still has another woman in her heart.” “Besides, your servant is carrying someone else's child…” “Your servant… doesn't want to get pregnant again.” Chu Ning narrowed her eyes, reached out to grip her delicate chin, and stroked her warm lips with her thumb. “Don't want to get pregnant? That's fine. I have plenty of ways to make you conceive.” “As for the person in your heart…” Chu Ning gave a cold laugh. “Someone who's dead can't compete with me, who's alive.” Su Mianyue thought that after three years of widowhood, her heart had long since turned to ash. That was until the powerful commandery princess forcibly took her into her household. She thought it was humiliation, a punishment. She never expected that this princess, rumored to be cold-blooded and ruthless, would spend the night with tearful eyes, kissing away the tear tracks at the corners of her eyes again and again, murmuring in her ear: “Mianyue, I think… I lost you.” [Reader's Guide] Both are pure, one-on-one, happy ending. Author's note: A mature, full-figured, irresistibly alluring older-sister beauty as the bottom. The baby is a girl. (This is an all-female world where women having children together is completely natural.) The top is innocent and guileless at first, like a little lamb in a brothel. In the middle, she loses her memory and becomes a cold, domineering top who takes what she wants. While she's amnesiac, the top is constantly jealous of herself, envying the widow's late wife, whom the widow secretly loves. (That wife is actually the top herself.) Feel free to check out my upcoming story: Title: My Beautiful Stepmom Wants to Borrow Me to Have a Baby A dazed puppy-like stepdaughter top and a seductive, obsessive stepmom bottom. Shi Yin is an inferior Alpha. She was acknowledged by her wealthy mother, whom she'd never met, only because she had presented as an Alpha. She's slow-witted and a little spacey, seeming harmless, but she secretly has plans of her own. On her first day back in the country, her family dragged Shi Yin to a nightclub to make an appearance. The private room was dimly lit and reeked of alcohol. Shi Yin sat in a corner, holding a glass of soda water and staring into space, when an intensely sweet rose fragrance slipped into her nose. The pheromones of a top-tier Omega instantly awakened the instincts of Shi Yin's inferior Alpha, dormant for years, and snapped her reason. She stumbled into the bathroom, grabbed a woman touching up her makeup in the mirror, pinned her against the sink, and marked her without a second thought. The woman didn't resist. Instead, she leaned limply into Shi Yin's arms, the corners of her eyes turning red as she wrapped her arms around Shi Yin's neck. Her voice was so seductive it could melt into syrup. “Easy, little girl… If you hurt your big sister, she won't let you off.” Still dazed, Shi Yin finished biting her gland. Once she came to her senses, she was so terrified that she bought a standing-room-only ticket that very night and fled home. … A week later, a phone call from her mother sent Shi Yin rushing back to the country. The reason was simple: her mother was getting married again and wanted Shi Yin to come to the wedding and meet her young, beautiful stepmom. At the wedding, the champagne tower shimmered brilliantly. Wearing a white dress, Shi Yin stood expressionlessly in a corner, blending into the background. That was until the bride, the center of everyone's attention, walked onstage with her mother's arm in hers. Shi Yin looked up, and her eyes met a pair of foxlike eyes, smiling yet unreadable. Cen Yan. The top-tier Omega she'd accidentally marked at the nightclub, who had vanished without a trace afterward. And her… stepmom, in name. Cen Yan wore a pure white wedding dress, as holy as a lily, but her gaze toward Shi Yin was dewy, full of reproach and provocation that only Shi Yin could understand. She mouthed: “Long time no see, little girl.” Shi Yin: “…” … After the wedding, Shi Yin tried to muddle through by pretending to be clueless, following the principle, “If I'm not embarrassed, then everyone else is.” But Cen Yan clearly had no intention of letting her off the hook. On the surface, this stepmom was dignified and virtuous. In private, she kept trying to seduce Shi Yin. Shi Yin's mother wanted nothing from Cen Yan but to use her. She had no desire for her. Cen Yan wanted a child to inherit the family fortune, a blood tie of her own, so she set her sights on Shi Yin. Her mother was downstairs entertaining guests, and the study door was locked. Wearing a silk slip dress, Cen Yan approached Shi Yin barefoot on the carpet, holding a medical report. Her voice was plaintive. “Yinyin, the doctor says my reproductive tract is in great condition and very suitable for conception.” “Your mother doesn't want to touch me. You're an Alpha. Help Mom, okay?” At a family dinner, everyone sat around the table. Shi Yin's mother sat at the head, sternly asking about Shi Yin's business dealings. Shi Yin sat up straight and answered obediently. Under the tablecloth, a foot in a high heel slowly slid up her calf, finally stopping at the inside of her knee and tracing little circles. Cen Yan sat opposite her, sipping soup elegantly, her expression innocent and pure. As soon as Shi Yin's mother turned to reach for the wine, Cen Yan parted her lips slightly and mouthed without a sound: “Call me Mom.” Shi Yin was taking a shower when the bathroom door suddenly opened. Wrapped in a bath towel, Cen Yan walked in. Through the rising steam, her skin glowed white. “Yinyin, scrub Mom's back for her.” … Everyone thought that a beauty like Cen Yan would eventually arrange for Shi Yin to marry into another family in search of a powerful backer. After all, Shi Yin was merely an illegitimate daughter who was not favored, and an inferior Alpha to boot. But no one knew that this seemingly delicate and helpless stepmom had already devoured her daughter, bones and all. She didn't need a fiancee. She only needed the “daughter” she had personally trained, and their baby. Later, when the affair came to light, the family couldn't tolerate the scandal. To protect Cen Yan, Shi Yin staged a car accident and faked her death, escaping from this ravenous wealthy family. She thought it was over. … Until a few months later, when she was living in seclusion in a seaside town in the Southern Hemisphere. That day, a torrential downpour was raging when someone knocked at the door. Shi Yin opened it and saw Cen Yan, soaked through and utterly disheveled. Those foxlike eyes fixed on her as rain ran down her pale cheeks, making her look just like she had that day at the nightclub. She slapped an ultrasound scan against Shi Yin's chest and parted her red lips. “Shi Yin, what are you hiding from?” “You did this to Mom…” “Mom is pregnant. It's yours, so you have to take responsibility.” Reader's Guide: Both are pure, one-on-one, happy ending. Thematic message: Promoting warm and loving relationships.